In Which I Rant About One of My Biggest Pet Peeves

Note: A lot of times on Sundays I'll write a few posts and then schedule them for the next week. That was actually all of my posts for this week, including this one. I may have been slightly . . . ummm . . . hormonal when I wrote this post (sorry tmi), and I kind of felt like I was ranting a bit too much. I can be a little too honest when I'm . . . ummm . . . hormonal so I almost cancelled it. But it's honest, and sometimes I think it's good to be honest. So I'm leaving it up.

No less than three times in the last week I've either had people make general or specific comments to me about eating healthy and exercising and/or visiting the doctor for annual exams. They usually go something like this, "I trust God for my divine health. I don't need all that stuff. Nothing's gonna happen to me?".

I just want you to know that if one more person makes a comment like that to me, I may jump out of my skin and throttle them. Well, not really, but geeze louise people that's stinkin' irritating. If you don't want to exercise, fine. If you want to eat junk, fine. But please, for the love of all that's good, don't use God as your excuse not to take care of yourself.

Here's the thing. I firmly believe that my divine health does come from God, but I also firmly believe that He gave us this body, and we should treat it with respect. Christians love to jump on the "You shouldn't smoke or drink" bandwagon, but try to take away their fried chicken, and they will take you down.
I look at it like this. I believe that God is my ultimate provider. I believe that He gives us everything we need to live and sustain our physical bodies. Yet I get up and go to work every morning. I don't stare at the bills and the kitchen and table and say stuff about how I'm expecting those bills to get paid and food to appear. He gave me the brain and the ability and the means to provision, and I take advantage of it.

The whole thing about healthy eating falls into line here. He gave us the foods we should eat, but we have altered them way beyond anything He ever intended them to be. Call me crazy, but I just don't think that we were originally intended to make some of our foods into what we've made them into (I'm trying very hard not to name specific products or food chains). Oh and He made our bodies to move . . . hence the fact that we have feet. I'm just sayin' . . .

Now, just like anything else, healthy eating and exercise can become an idol. So can running around and thinking that you can treat your body however you please, and then expect God to bail you out of your mess. I think there is a need for balance in everything. Which is why I had cheesecake the other day . . . ;)

Like I said, eat what you want, and if you don't want to exercise then more power to ya'. But please don't feel the need to give me your opinion of my choice to take better care of my body. If I choose not to eat a piece of cake, it doesn't mean I'm trying to shove my choices on you. I just don't want the cake. So don't look at me like I have 17 heads. If people would just let it go at "no thanks", I wouldn't be so wound up. :) (And by the way, I've had plenty of cake in my almost 31 years . . . I'm far from cake deprived)

Wow . . . and if you're thinking about arguing with me on this one, you might as well forget it. That's what got me going in the first place. I've stated my opinion, and now I'm done.