Another Year Under The Belt (Literally)

Well, another year has come and gone. What will 2014 deliver? Continued good health or will sickness come knocking at my door, or the door of a loved one? Will the world’s economy continue to escalate into more debt? Might this be the year that Jesus calls His children home?


I always feel a bit strange at this time of year, hopeful of things to come, but weary of things yet to do. I know that I need to get into a regular exercise program. Not just my casual stroll around the neighborhood. As I’ve told you before I don’t believe in making New Year resolutions but I do believe that the New Year is a good time to examine our lives.


My problem is that there are just not enough hours in the day. For the past week I’ve been fighting a sore throat and runny nose. I hardly ever get sick, but with all the rushing around I’ve been doing these past few months I have just worn myself out. This old gal just ain’t got the stamina that she usersz_stone_mtn_loop to. My body can’t keep up with my brain. I want to be able to stay up half the night and get up early to start it all over again. I don’t want to have to think about something before I do it. Like… should I really try to jump over that ditch. If I fall I’ll probably break a hip.


What about making commitments that I just don’t have time for? Is it hard for you to tell someone no? Well it is for me. I am a pleaser. I want to be all things to all people. But you know what? No one can live up to that, no matter how hard we try. So this year I’m going to put my health in the forefront. I vow to pull my butt up off this desk chair, to get outside more, to breathe in the fresh air, to work my muscles until they are orbs of steel and not globs of mashed potatoes.


You might be thinking how is Sarah going to write me another book to read if she’s out having fun and getting healthy? How will she spend all the hours that need to be spent marketing her books if she’s lollygagging on the riverbank and taking spin classes?


Well, let me tell you something. If I’ve learned anything in these 54 years of living it’s that no one is going to take care of you but yourself. So I challenge you, get up with me. Let’s walk, stand, do a jumping jack or two. Let’s give ourselves the gift of good health this year. Will the Byrd house really be affected if supper isn’t on the table one night? Will the world fall apart if I miss posting a blog every once in a while? I think not.


This year take time for yourself, live the fullest life you possibly can, because you know what? We’re not guaranteed another moment. No matter what stage of life you’re in, it can be the best year yet. Sometimes all we have to do is believe… and get up off our butts!


1 Thessalonians 4:16-17 “For the Lord Himself will descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trumpet of God; and the dead in Christ shall rise first. Then we who are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air, and thus we shall always be with the Lord.”


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