While most of us collect keepsakes, I seem to collect scars. A coronary artery bypass scar, breast cancer scar, a hysterectomy scar, two hip replacement scars – you get my drift. They are like the stones God asked the Israelites to collect as reminders of when He safely carried them across the river to dry ground. While each of my scars represents a journey I was reluctant and afraid to participate in, they too, remind me that God has walked with me and delivered me to dry ground.
As I prepare for Thanksgiving this year, I am in wonderment of the body God has created for each of us to inhabit while on this earth. The resiliency despite the scaring, the strength despite the wear and tear, and its ability to repair and heal give me pause to reflect in awe of His creation. I give thanks for the body he has given me and I ask that He give me the ability to care for it wisely and to use it for His works and His desires for me.
It is my prayer that each of you sees your body not as the media or society judges them but as God sees them and as He see us. As you overindulge (I know I will) in the bounty of a heavily laden Thanksgiving table, think of how every part is working in tandem to sort through the plethora of carbs, proteins, fats and sugar to assimilate, process and discard what it needs and what it does not. All as we enjoy the chaotic, crazy, loving company of family and friends.
Remember to set a place setting for Jesus at the table and share with those gathered together a time when God was with you as you traversed the turbulent rivers of life. For no matter how many scars, or whatever disease or disability you may be encountering may you only see the magnificent beauty of your body and God’s faithful presence in your life.
Blessings for health and wellness.
Joshua said to the Israelites, “In the future when your descendants ask their parents, “What do these stones mean?’ tell them, ‘Israel crossed the Jordan on dry ground.”’ – Joshua 4:21-22 (NIV)