Over the past couple of weeks, I have been really sick and the scariest thing for me was when I was having trouble breathing and the feeling that my body had given up on me when I was unable to walk from one side of the room to the other. After going to a couple a doctors, the common reason why I was sick that they could offer me was that I had pushed my body too far. The doctors told me that I try to fit too much into the hours of my day rather than listening to my body and taking time to care for myself.
As I have been doing a lot of thinking about how I can make changes in my life so I do not go down this road again, I couldn’t help but think about our “Gifts of Life” sermon series. This past month on Easter, we celebrated Jesus Christ’s resurrection and we began our new sermon series, “Gifts of Life” where we have learned the gifts that come through resurrection. So far, we have talked about the gifts of doubt, peace, comfort, and growth. What has surprised me the most in talking about these gifts is that we don’t always see these things as gifts and therefore don’t always treat them the way we would treasure a gift.
As I think about how my body put up this wall and basically said, “Enough is enough! You have to pay closer attention to me!” I couldn’t help but think maybe that is what God is trying to tell us about these Gifts of Life.
In the days to come, I encourage you to take a closer look at the Gifts of Life God has given and ask yourself, “Am I doing all I can to treasure and nurture the gifts God has given me? Where do I need to pay more attention? Have I taken the time to step back and say thank you?”
Our relationship with God and the Gifts of Life is something that needs to be nurtured. This relationship and gifts are not to be taken for granted but, rather, are to be treasured and honored.
I pray you take the time to see God at work in your life and the world around you. As you recognize God at work, I pray that you take the time to say thank you and marvel in the wonder and grace.
Your Sister in Christ,