The first lengthy passage of Scripture I memorized as a youth was Romans 12, in KJV of course. It begins, “I Beseech you therefore brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God, which is your reasonable service.” I bring this up because of the focus on our bodies.
In an attempt to be spiritual, there is a tendency to downplay the importance of the body, overlooking the fact that our body has become the temple of the Holy Spirit, and as such we have a responsibility to take good care of it, and use it in service to God.
It’s my desire to use my body for His service as long as He allows, and I believe He’ll hold me accountable if I don’t take care of it. That’s why I try to workout three times a week, eat reasonably well, and let them put 84 radioactive seeds in my prostate last Wednesday. And that’s why I’m now scheduled to see a cardiologist.
Yes, they discovered I had another problem while addressing the cancer they convinced me I had. The anesthesiologist almost called off the procure because of an irregular heart beat. Apparently I have AFib, atrial fibrillation. I guess I should have known.
I have been getting excessively tired lately, Marilyn noted that I sounded winded while giving the announcements on Easter, and the elliptical at Fit Club wasn’t acting up, like I had assumed, when it noted my heart rate jumping between 120 and 170 while working out the Monday before surgery.
The good news in all this is that I’m feeling great, and have had almost no side effects from the seed implantation. And even though I have to carry a card saying there are radioactive seeds in my body in case I trigger a Geiger counter, I’m safe to be around, and I won’t be glowing like Moses did when he came down from the mountain.
Thanks for all your prayers, texts, notes and words of encouragement. If anything makes me glow, it’s your love for me.
God Bless, Rick