I have just recently (the last week) began working out again. The first day I went I met up with Darren, the student pastor from the other campus. I was pumped and ready to hit the weights but when I entered I saw Darren on this girly stair climber/cross country skiing machine. I thought to myself, "This isn't working out... my wife would be using that thing if she were with me!" Well after debating whether to hit the weights myself or join Darren, I decided I would entertain Darren on the girly machine. (Keep in mind, I had never done aerobic exercise on a machine before...my exercise has always been tied into a sport of some sort...which I haven't really played in years...not looking good)
Somewhere in the first few minutes of being on the girly machine I realized it wasn't so girly. I broke out in a full sweat and felt my legs and arms begin to cramp. "How have I digressed this much?", I thought. I glanced over at myself in the full wall mirror and came face to face with the truth that I had let myself go. Something clicked in my mind and heart and I made a commitment to never let this happen again...(the letting go thing). After my "ahha" moment I was reminded quickly by my audible heart beat resounding like thunder in my ear canal that I still had 27 minutes to go. The next moments of my life were grueling and treacherous. It didn't help that Darren, who is 10 years older, was kicking like Lance Armstrong right next to me. I clutched the handles, dug in and kept going. When my hands clutched the handles the machine display changed and revealed my heart rate. It was soaring with each passing minute and a blinking heart was visible reminding me that I was still alive. Well I got through, even though I almost puked and passed out afterward, and each day (day 7 today) has gotten a little less like a near death experience. I share this story with you for two reasons... The first; Don't let yourself go. Stay active, lay off the massive amounts of Coke and Chicken wings (believe me I know), order a salad every once in a while, and don't forsake the girly machines or one day they will dominate you. The second; I was reminded this morning in Rev 1:17-18 that Jesus is the Living One. That today as you hang out, spend hours on myspace or facebook or reading my life changing blog, go shopping, take a nap, eat, work, read or watch football, that Jesus Christ is very much alive and His heart is still beating. That as our hearts beat on this StairMaster/cross country skiier thing called life that our Savior's is beating right along with ours.
"Do not be afraid. I am the First and the Last. I am the Living One; I was dead, and behold I am alive for ever and ever! And I hold the keys of death and Hades."
-Jesus Christ (Rev. 1:17-18)
Somewhere in the first few minutes of being on the girly machine I realized it wasn't so girly. I broke out in a full sweat and felt my legs and arms begin to cramp. "How have I digressed this much?", I thought. I glanced over at myself in the full wall mirror and came face to face with the truth that I had let myself go. Something clicked in my mind and heart and I made a commitment to never let this happen again...(the letting go thing). After my "ahha" moment I was reminded quickly by my audible heart beat resounding like thunder in my ear canal that I still had 27 minutes to go. The next moments of my life were grueling and treacherous. It didn't help that Darren, who is 10 years older, was kicking like Lance Armstrong right next to me. I clutched the handles, dug in and kept going. When my hands clutched the handles the machine display changed and revealed my heart rate. It was soaring with each passing minute and a blinking heart was visible reminding me that I was still alive. Well I got through, even though I almost puked and passed out afterward, and each day (day 7 today) has gotten a little less like a near death experience. I share this story with you for two reasons... The first; Don't let yourself go. Stay active, lay off the massive amounts of Coke and Chicken wings (believe me I know), order a salad every once in a while, and don't forsake the girly machines or one day they will dominate you. The second; I was reminded this morning in Rev 1:17-18 that Jesus is the Living One. That today as you hang out, spend hours on myspace or facebook or reading my life changing blog, go shopping, take a nap, eat, work, read or watch football, that Jesus Christ is very much alive and His heart is still beating. That as our hearts beat on this StairMaster/cross country skiier thing called life that our Savior's is beating right along with ours.
"Do not be afraid. I am the First and the Last. I am the Living One; I was dead, and behold I am alive for ever and ever! And I hold the keys of death and Hades."
-Jesus Christ (Rev. 1:17-18)
2 comments:
FATAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-Mike
thanks for the deep theological comment. I am proud to say I mentored you...hahahahaha
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