You couldn’t have asked for a better day. Raleigh’s afternoon temperature rose as the sun peeked through the rainy morning’s vanishing clouds. My family enjoyed the time spent with Ron’s sister and her family at their neighborhood pool, especially since we had it all to ourselves. We raced each other like big kids, slid down the water slide and played with the grandchildren, but it was almost time to go when I decided to just lie in the sun for a few minutes to let its rays dry me off. That’s when Satan decided to play a mean trick.
The week before, I had been in the middle of presenting the material for a book proposal I had been working on, Temple Sweepers: Motivation for a Healthy Body and Soul. The ladies in our Wednesday night class had been gracious enough to let me use them as guinea pigs and they actually seemed interested. Some were even making healthy changes which thrilled my soul. Apparently, Satan does not appreciate women who are inspired to improve the health of their families. He likes nothing better than for us to remain sick, weak and centered on our own poor health. He knows that when we don’t feel vibrant and healthy, the fruit of the Spirit begins to rot. We become unkind, unloving, less than joyful, impatient, and we often lose control. Serving others gets put on tomorrow’s plate every day. When we get run down, weary and lethargic our Christian example loses its appeal. We live in a fallen world where disease may find us through no fault of our own, but who would want what we have when our poor choices cause us to constantly feel bad?
I heard a couple on the Focus on the Family talk show the other day discussing a book on marriage they had written together. I don’t remember who they were or the name of their book, but something they said jumped out at me. They said that as they wrote their book Satan decided to attack their marriage with more tenacity than he ever had. They suggested we put on the armor of God whenever we narrow the focus of our teaching because that focus will become Satan’s target. Well, I am here to tell you, I’m tired of Satan kicking me around. I’m ready to fire some flaming arrows back at him.
While I rested in the Raleigh sun for about 15 or 20 minutes after our fun at the pool, I thought about how blessed I was with such a great family. Then I stood up and Satan took aim. At first I thought maybe I had just stood up too quickly, so I leaned over and slowly rose back up. I thought I was fine, so I carried my grandson to the car. After putting him in his car seat I found myself on all fours on the ground. Somebody decided to spin the earth around for a while before I was helped into the car. I guzzled water out of two Scooby Doo sippy cups as I shook uncontrollably. My hands drew in and I, as well as my entire family, thought I was having a stroke. Four hours, blood work, urine samples, chest x-rays and an EKG later, it was determined the heat had caused my troubles – but I know better. It was Satan. As one of my sweet friends from ladies class said on my voicemail, “Satan does not like you talking about all of us cleaning out the temple of the Holy Spirit!” I believe she was right. It took two weeks to fully recover, but what Satan meant for harm has evoked a firestorm within me. He will not win this battle and he certainly won’t win the war.
What I would like to ask of you is to rally the troops. Join me for the next few weeks as we talk about knocking Satan out with healthy changes. I promise not to beat you up and make you feel guilty, but I do want to arm you with some information that will empower you to honor God with your body. Send this post out to all your friends and maybe even a few enemies (they could begin to feel friendlier). If God’s people embrace the idea of good physical and spiritual health we can send a mighty message to a sick and dying world. What do you have to lose?
If you want to join me in telling others about our plans to dismantle Satan’s power over our health, just hit the comment button and let me know you’re in. Don’t be shy. You can just say, “I’m in” and pray that God will bless and protect us in our fight. Thanks for reading and I hope you get outside and enjoy God’s October majesty. This is my favorite month!