I had a good run tonight with Karen and Shelby (our only surviving dog). I am so thankful I have finally been able to obtain a measure of balance in my life. For so long, I tended to focus on one area of my life, largely to the detriment of another…usually, my physical condition. I would excuse myself because I always tended to be skinny growing up and I (erroneously) equated the lack of excessive fat with good health. Now, having lost the fluff I gained from carrying that attitude into my thirties and beyond, I feel as though I’m running on at least most of my cylinders…and on the eve of my 43rd birthday, that’s saying something. 🙂
I’m realizing what a great gift health is (physical, mental, spiritual and emotional). None of it is guaranteed, none of it is a birthright and none of it is automatic. There is nothing I or anyone else did to have it (many don’t), and it could be taken away at any moment (it frequently is). So, we are living in a way that is both wise and thankful when we take care of ourselves to the best of our ability while we can and, in the process, make sure that we’re giving God all the glory so that whether we eat or drink or whatever we do (exercise, sleep, think, dream, feel, hope, hurt, laugh), we do it all to the glory of God.
That’s the wisdom of a 42 year-old. Tomorrow it gets even better! 😉