My Body: God's Temple

It's days like today I get frustrated with the body God has given me. I get frustrated that it doesn't work the way other people's does. I'm reminded that when I'm feeling good and do everyday things that everyone else does, I have to pay for it later.

And then I remembered the powerful word I got last week. It wasn't even for me, it was for a friend. I was driving in my car, and felt a word for a friend of mine that was so powerful it brought me to tears (which, for me, isn't unusual) I was reminded of the scripture that says God knit us together in our mother's womb. And I knew then, that with his own hands God had created my kidneys that don't work quite right, my immune system that mistakes my own body as the enemy. He created me that way. And if I am God's temple, and if my malfunctioning body is good enough for him, then certainly it is good enough for me, and he made me like this for a reason.