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If I am not
careful, my physical life will be determined by the way
my body feels. As a Soldier of the Cross, I simply can't afford to give in to the physical flesh in that way. Well-meaning people constantly tell me my schedule is too rigorous and I must take "time for myself." But it simply isn't true. If I acknowledge the truthful and accurate fact that the perishing are all about me and that I know they need Christ, I must press on. I am fifty-three, soon to be fifty four. My body screams to sleep more than it does, eat more than it does, and it has no surplus of energy to carry unstimulated activities. I must stretch the body always beyond what feels comfortable. If I don't, I will loose perspective. The body is going to die and decay, so it screams to acquiesce to gravity and dominate all activity. However, my body is not my own. All of me was bought with a price, and although someday I will have another, this is the body I have now. I have much more control than it feels like, and I must decide, as Paul says, to dedicate myself daily (including everything) as a living sacrifice. The Bible does not teach us to grow old, expecting the body will function as it did when we were young, but we are instructed to be Pillars in the house of the Lord, to visit the sick and imprisoned, to take care of widows and orphans, to rescue the perishing, and to serve the Body of Christ. And this Soldier will be found doing so, as long as this body can be forced to move once again! |
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