The Salad of Truth
Having this winter, my fortress of health, decimated by the onslaught of every virus within miles, I have begun the arduous challenge of rubble clean up and re evaluation. Stewing over each attack, my analysis reveals my buttresses, though appearing strong, were termite riddled, weak, and ineffective against constant onslaught.
This pesky problem is all too common with my body.
"Lord why did you give me such a poor immune system," I passionately cry.
"I didn't", His soft still voice reverburated in my heart.
"You've been poisoning it."
"What?, How can you say that? I eat healthily....well...kind of...."
"Really? Let's look back and see."
A sick feeling cramped my spirit, this time due to knowing He was right. As we traveled the past weeks, months and unfortunately...years, it appears my immune system has been gasping for air for quite some time.
He kindly took me back to a time when for 4 years I contracted no diseases.
"Do you think the viruses and bacteria were afraid of you, Beth?"
"I'd like to think so, but I know that can't be the case."
"That's right, what was the difference between then and now?"
The answer, simplistic in nature, had been haunting me for many years. I kept pushing it back in the shadows indulging my ill trained pallet instead of the chemical needs of my body. Subsequently, I knew what I must do. However, knowing and doing are two warring entities at times.
I needed to go back to eating mostly raw fruits and veggies, organically grown when possible. My body yearns for this like a long lost lover. My illnesses weren't the result of the viruses alone, they were due to a poor defense and as I have learned from my athletic sons, a good defense is formed from a powerful offense.
So, I have gone back to the best quisine, though I have slipped up a few times, that pallet isn't going down without a fight. I am, however, also retraining my pallet with it slowly responding. I did contract a virus I had earlier on this year which put me out for 2 months at that time, needing 30 days of antibiotics plus a high powered shot. This time, I was over it in 5 days. My immune system is breathing again.
The point of this blog is not to fill you in on my physical history, which I am sure you are all just dying to know, but to relate, as I often do, to spiritual matters.
When I am waylaid by lies and other vicious arrows of the enemy of my soul, why is it on some days they are easier to fend off then others? It seems my shield of faith is not working. Hmmmmmm, maybe I have been neglecting it as I have my immune system.
As I set it down, taking a closer look, I see the same holes riddled across from previous arrows as I saw in my immune system. I have failed to plug them up, relaquer the finish, and pound out the dents.
How does one do this? By putting good things in one's spirit, just like putting good food in one's body. When I fill my spirit with God's truth of His love, protection, provision and injest it daily, my shield is able to fend off those arrows as my immune system fends off viruses and bacteria.
The arrows, like the viruses are never going to stop until the world is redeemed. So instead of crying for relief, perhaps a better solution is to rev up on some strong fuel....the fuel of truth. When that tank is full, there is no arrow which can pierce the soul....
Bon Appetite...
Beth
This pesky problem is all too common with my body.
"Lord why did you give me such a poor immune system," I passionately cry.
"I didn't", His soft still voice reverburated in my heart.
"You've been poisoning it."
"What?, How can you say that? I eat healthily....well...kind of...."
"Really? Let's look back and see."
A sick feeling cramped my spirit, this time due to knowing He was right. As we traveled the past weeks, months and unfortunately...years, it appears my immune system has been gasping for air for quite some time.
He kindly took me back to a time when for 4 years I contracted no diseases.
"Do you think the viruses and bacteria were afraid of you, Beth?"
"I'd like to think so, but I know that can't be the case."
"That's right, what was the difference between then and now?"
The answer, simplistic in nature, had been haunting me for many years. I kept pushing it back in the shadows indulging my ill trained pallet instead of the chemical needs of my body. Subsequently, I knew what I must do. However, knowing and doing are two warring entities at times.
I needed to go back to eating mostly raw fruits and veggies, organically grown when possible. My body yearns for this like a long lost lover. My illnesses weren't the result of the viruses alone, they were due to a poor defense and as I have learned from my athletic sons, a good defense is formed from a powerful offense.
So, I have gone back to the best quisine, though I have slipped up a few times, that pallet isn't going down without a fight. I am, however, also retraining my pallet with it slowly responding. I did contract a virus I had earlier on this year which put me out for 2 months at that time, needing 30 days of antibiotics plus a high powered shot. This time, I was over it in 5 days. My immune system is breathing again.
The point of this blog is not to fill you in on my physical history, which I am sure you are all just dying to know, but to relate, as I often do, to spiritual matters.
When I am waylaid by lies and other vicious arrows of the enemy of my soul, why is it on some days they are easier to fend off then others? It seems my shield of faith is not working. Hmmmmmm, maybe I have been neglecting it as I have my immune system.
As I set it down, taking a closer look, I see the same holes riddled across from previous arrows as I saw in my immune system. I have failed to plug them up, relaquer the finish, and pound out the dents.
How does one do this? By putting good things in one's spirit, just like putting good food in one's body. When I fill my spirit with God's truth of His love, protection, provision and injest it daily, my shield is able to fend off those arrows as my immune system fends off viruses and bacteria.
The arrows, like the viruses are never going to stop until the world is redeemed. So instead of crying for relief, perhaps a better solution is to rev up on some strong fuel....the fuel of truth. When that tank is full, there is no arrow which can pierce the soul....
Bon Appetite...
Beth
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