I recently read this article by Bob Brody in which he thanks his body for its faithful service and apologizes that he hasn’t treated it better. I could do likewise.
I’m quick to complain, slow with the gratitude.
Psalm 139:14 (ESV)
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.
I know this full well, and yet I ignore it. I owe God an apology.
Good morning, Lord. My body has worked wonderfully well for decades, so well that I rarely notice it. Thank You! Forgive me for neglecting and even abusing it. Teach me to treat it like the treasure it is.
I am a walking, talking, thinking display of Your intricate design. May my actions, words and thoughts be acceptable in Your sight, O my Creator and Redeemer (based on Psalm 19:14).
Welcome back, I really needed this. I will read the article by Bob Brody. Also sometime back you told me about a gentleman that wrote on his blog in poem form. Sorry, again I have lost it. Could you please give it to me again. Thank you, Pat
Thank you, Pat, for the welcome. I’m getting back into the routine. Mr. Brody made me realize how much I take my body for granted.