So if anything that being sick in the last 5 days has taught me, I feel like it is not to take my health for granted. I really have to take care of my health because I want to be a part of my Father's business. Yet, at the same time, this period of being at home hasn't been without blessing.
I have had some small opportunities to be in the midst of my parents' conversations, listening and thinking.
I have had some time to be in God's word, a habit which has been ploughed over by the incessant cry of work.
I have had some time to pray, when my world went a little more woozy under medication and I could not concentrate on work brought home.
I have had some time to realise again how I am still afraid of people's judgement of me based on the work I do and then, the need to come to the truth that God values me because He made me.
Still, I'm not quite sure how much it is divine appointment that I am home and open to these times at this point, but I am reminded that I am mortal, my life is a mere handbreadth before the Ancient of Days, but He cares for me.
So shouldn't I care for my health too?
Psalm 90:12 Teach us to number our days,
that we may gain a heart of wisdom.
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