Why Paint the Temple?

I believe as the Bible teaches, that our bodies are a temple.

Because of this we have a responsibility to take care of ourselves inside and out. Especially as a wife, I believe that it is my responsibility to keep myself in good health and fit for my husband. This has become some what of a back and forth process for me; lose a few pounds and then relax on the exercise and gain a few back - repeat process again and again. I am making it my goal to establish an exercise routine that I will stick with and to keep myself in better shape. Our bodies are a blessing from God and something that we should be taking care of. We shouldn't be gorging ourselves on sweets and fried foods (two things I enjoy) and sitting on our butts at the computer or on the couch all day. Our bodies are designed to move and work. I believe that so many women's lack of confidence and self-esteem comes down to the way they feel about themselves and that they think others see themselves that way too. I gained 15 pounds fast after getting married and I always thought it bothered my husband so much. Later I ended up realizing that it bothered me much more than it did him. What bothered him is that I wouldn't let him enjoy my body and it was because I felt bad about myself.

Painting the Temple goes much deeper then our looks though. As a Christian woman and wife I need to make sure that my character is what would make God proud. I spent the first 7 years of my marriage being a complete mess on the inside. I could put on a good show for others to keep them from seeing the "real" me, but that type of cover-up can only last for so long. My husband and I went through an extremely trying time in our marriage and through that my relationship with God became real and personal and my behavior as a wife began to improve dramatically.

Paint the Temple is my project to honor God and my husband with my body - both on the outside and inside. I am going to use it as my accountability for my physical activity and the development of my character and the "fruit" in my life.

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