It's all about you God

I really enjoyed the 80 minute drive to work today.  I turned off the radio and just enjoyed having God beside me, listening to my prayers, giving me answers.  Oh, how I loved being in His presence.  How much I enjoyed being alone with Him and gratifying Him with my praise and worship.  I began to sing of God: " It's all about you God; It's all about you; You are  my savior, your are my healer, you are my redeemer; It's all about you God; It's all about you;  You are Jehovah Jireh; You are Jehovah Shalom; You are Jehovah Shama; It's all about you God, It's all about you; You are my peace; You are my joy; You are my strength; You are my smile; It's all about you God, it's all about you; You are ruler; You are king; It's all about you God; It's all about you; You are awesome; You are wonderful; You are so amazing; It's all about you God; It's all about you; It's all about you God; It's all about you.  I wish I could remember the melody, but I guess it was just for that special time this morning. 

I refuse

So, I had my physical yesterday, March 18, 2011.  My blood pressure is 147 /99, which is the highest it has ever been. I am only 2 pounds shy of my heaviest weight.  Why am I allowing my body to deteriorate?  I am not taking care of myself and allowing the day to day activities of life to hinder my health.  I keep allowing myself excuses for not working out. "I'm too tired from driving"; "I'm too tired from working"; I just want to go home and be with my husband"; or the best one--"I need to read the bible" knowing full well I am going to allow myself to be distracted from that as well.  I keep allowing myself excuses from eating properly.  Not that I eat a lot of junk food, but I don't eat enough good food.  I'm not eating the 6 small meals a day that is currently recommended to keep your metabolism high.  At best, I eat twice a day.  Did God heal me from this deadly cancer only for me to die from heart disease or a stroke because I am overweight?  Certainly not!!  He promised me that with "long life he will satisfy me and show me his salvation".  But, I have to do my part.  I have to cooperate with God's vision for my life. And that vision does not include being overweight, having high blood pressure and most of all, being out of breath at the top of the stairs. I refuse to continue to allow excuses keep me from enjoying the full health insurance benefits that God provides.  I can go to the gym, read my bible, worship and praise God, go to church, go to work and take care of my household.  I am fearfully and wonderfully made, marvelous are thy works.

I've already given you everthing you need

So it was August 2004 and I am home alone because Alonzo was still at work.  I was about to sit down on the couch to watch some tv and was holding on to the arm of the couch so I could sit down slowly.  After I sat down, I felt so sad and wanted to cry.  I'm crying to God and asking him, why is my back still hurting?  It has been a year since I had the back surgery to a remove cancerous cyst, so why does my back still hurt?  I'm still using the "grab-it" to pick up stuff I've dropped, I'm still leaning on the sink to brush my teeth, I'm still 2-footing the steps instead just walking up--all the things I did when I had the cyst in my back.  So, while I am crying and acting pitiful, God tells me, in no uncertain terms, "I've already given you everything you need, so stop "acting" sick.  I'm like, "huh"??  And God says it again, "I've already given you everything you need, so stop "acting" sick.  Basically, God was telling me that the reason my back still hurt, the reason I was still leaning on the sink to brush my teeth, the reason I was still using the "grab-it" was because I was not walking in my healing.  I was still "acting" sick.  I needed to get it together.  The next day, I decided I would start back working out.  I got up and walked on the treadmill for 30 minutes and then went into the garage to use the total gym.  When I went into the garage, I decided that I was going to trust God and today would be the day that I bent over and touch my toes.  So, I bent over and touched my toes for the first time in a year.  And lo and behold, my back did not hurt!  Like God said, He had already given me everything I needed, I just needed to stop "acting" sick.  I called my husband at his job and when he answered, I was like "I TOUCHED MY TOES!!!!!!  He was like---Um, ok.  But, it was not so much about touching my toes, it was about believing God and walking out his promises.  So, stop "acting" sick and walk confidently in the promises of God.