Yesterday I took a trip with two dear sisters-in-Christ. We had hoped to see some beautiful leaves, and while we did see some, the dry temperatures have not been conducive to the normal autumn beauty.
We shared stories, laughed, caught up on things that were happening in our lives, and enjoyed the time together.
Isn’t God’s paintbrush beyond description?
Can you see all the yellow leaves on the ground? Yet, the tree is still filled with leaves yet to fall.
We did see a lot of green trees along with some changing color.
The food was excellent. Buffets are not good for people like me who have diabetes. I have NO willpower. I had mashed potatoes, a piece of pumpkin pie, and a scoop of peach ice cream! I tried to balance it out with lima beans, salad, and broccoli casserole, but I fear the two broasted chicken wings didn’t help at all!
Today it’s back to keeping track of what I’m eating, walking on the treadmill for 30 minutes a day, and being more focused on eating healthy for my condition.
When I was first diagnosed, I was shocked, resentful, and frightened. I worked hard to control the numbers and was successful. But I’ve grown lazy and it is so easy to believe if I’m feeling good, then there is no problem.
Life is a gift. Our bodies are the temple in which God resides. With that foremost in my mind, I put my disease into perspective. I ask God for forgiveness and for His help in doing better.
Raising my second cup of tea for the day to offer a prayer for God to remind you when you might be getting sidetracked from taking care of you. The temple in the Old Testament was destroyed and rebuilt twice. Now our bodies are the temple where God resides. Don’t let your temple fall into ruin.