When I got sick a few years ago, my grasp of my mortality tightened and my sensitivity to the brittleness of my body heightened. I came face-to-face with a certain truth. That my physical limit wasn't my personal best; like some passing bench press (405lb.) or my squat (550lb.); imposters disguised as my potential. I list them only to help illustrate that those mountain-top moments didn't represent my personal best. No, the most strenuous minute I've ever filled came when I realized I would never attempt to best them.
For Lent, I’m giving up.
- Louie Giglio
That’s the pace I want to keep.
His perspective is our peace…
Thank you that you've numbered my days. Whereas when I was younger that truth seemed limiting, these days it's liberating. As the years claim their increase on me, so does my dependence on you.
Whereas when I was younger that truth seemed limiting, these days it's liberating. As the years claim their increase on me, so does my dependence on you.
Two things I pray for and cherish each day…God’s will for my life and any health He gives me to fulfill it.
We know the story, but please Jesus, we love it. Be born again.
The prodigal in pig slop doesn't preach, he pleads. He doesn't describe the mud, he kicks up dirt and goes home.
Spurgeon saw his disability as divine, his gout as godly and his suffering as safety. His greatest blessing wasn't wellness or strength or grit or ability or victory, but it was sickness, sorrow and loss
If this is where my story ends, just give me one more breath to say, "Hallelujah."
Imagine. To be favored with illness. What would that do to our industry? Well, for this little corner of it, may the curtain we pull back this week be a source of perspective; a reservoir of comfort; a reminder that faith doesn't mean fitness. (It's almost absurd to clarify it, I know.) But may the curtain we pull back be the black velvet where God's love glitters. After all, like me, someone you know needs help finding the the door.
When Jesus rose from the grave, He gave us every reason we need to look alive.
When the Lord Jesus made a friend of me, he certainly did not make a choice which brought him credit. - Spurgeon
When we peer into the empty tomb of Easter this weekend, that's the lens through which everything else in life can be seen, even our bodies
You know, I may not have the tools anymore, but the heart, I got. And as it turns out, it's all I need.
A little jogging and dieting to the glory of God wouldn’t hurt most of us.
All of the stirring of desire that swirls deep within my belly for my most prized objective was given to me by Jesus to be used on Him alone.
we know who the award goes to
we have to be humble constantly and plan wisely. In every area of life, be it with quiet times, workouts, relationships, school, work...a humble heart and wisdom
the current annoyances and pains in my body (and the illnesses and aches of some very dear friends) give me an unavoidable opportunity either to whine or worship
Grace says I may not be pretty, but I will be beautiful.
Nothing motivates us to steward this temporary life more than the promise of an eternal one.
The "fitness is my witness" cliché? Sure. But like Max Lucado says, "It's your suffering that's a sermon."
Lord, here is all our praise, expressed from the top of our lungs.
Thank you, Billy Graham
we can have a low opinion of the opinion of others about us, but we can also have a low opinion of our opinion of us.
You need to employ your body. Inner godliness is to be displayed in outward acts of kindness
There is an inseparable unity between body, mind, and soul.
A few years ago, traveling with a friend and client, I was working, writing the first PrayFit book, doing my thing. Well, one busy day my friend and client called me over and said, "Jimmy, let's take a walk."