eyes on Jesus
I’ve been taking a prediabetes class through the local senior center since May. This involves setting goals, establishing disciplines (exercise, calorie counting) and sticking to them. Often it’s tedious, but it pays off. So far I’ve lost eleven pounds and now have a healthier diet and fitness routine. It’s been especially hard to maintain during the last three weeks while I’ve been living out of suitcases and running back and forth between two homes (neither of them mine). Still, I’ve managed to keep up. I’m hoping at my next class I’ll find I’m still on track.
This reminds me that spiritual discipline is especially necessary when the environment becomes chaotic. I haven’t done so well on this front. My husband and I had made a resolution to pray together in the mornings and afternoons — and it hasn’t been happening. I skipped a church committee meeting this week and my personal prayer life hasn’t been what it should. I’ve allowed myself to occasionally wallow in self pity. My environment is definitely influencing me more than I am influencing my environment.
This week I’m going to fix my eyes on Jesus. I’m going to focus on my spiritual routines and not use temporary problems as an excuse to neglect the most needful things. That kind of discipline will lead to more lasting results than a reduction in my blood sugar levels.