Yesterday was Wednesday again. No “last chance workout,” no insistence that I get in all my steps, no alarm set for 5:00 am. Upon awakening yesterday morning, I failed to hurry. There was no black sedan standing by, I hadn’t packed my show bag. I rose, stretched, and got back between the sheets. I slept in.
Thursday mornings are no longer a show day for me. It’s Thursday. This is my life. This is #AfterShow. For 16 weeks I wondered what Thursdays would feel like once I left the TV bubble. I occasionally watch the set where I would ordinarily be on Thursday mornings, sipping coffee without concern for my lipstick or carefully, professionally coiffed hair (once the stylists got brave enough to play in my dreads), planning my day.
My days feel good, like well-made garments. I feel confident. I feel equipped to live a life transformed by an extraordinary accident, although those who know the Lord know there are no such things... I say Yes to God, trusting Him in everything because, and I can say this with confidence, He has been good to me.
The lesson in Luke 12:48 (NIV) is clear...
From everyone who has been given much, much will be demanded; and from the one who has been entrusted with much, much more will be asked.
Oprah Winfrey has declared 2016 as the year of our best bodies. I agree, but I’m taking it one step further. 2016 is going to be the best year of my life, and the first year of the rest of my best life. Our bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit,
Don’t you know that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit who comes from God and dwells inside of you? You do not own yourself. You have been purchased at a great price, so use your body to bring glory to God! 1 Corinthians 6:19-20The Voice (VOICE)
...and we have not treated them well. I received a wake-up call along with the opportunity AND the vehicle to change my direction and restore my life. This is a charge, a calling, a sacred obligation, and I dare not clutch it too closely to my bosom as it does not belong to me.
What is the value of my blessing if I cannot scatter the seed and multiply the harvest? What a hollow, shallow, selfish victory if I do not shout from the highest places all that I learned? Self-care and temple restoration are not vain pursuits. They are humble, grateful acts of worship and stewardship, honoring God for His Goodness by celebrating the lives he gave us and living them well.
Here and now, I challenge everyone I know, everyone who sees me to take up the mantle of King David in restoring our temples. It is our sacred obligation, and an opportunity to live and demonstrate our faith. I am being restored; my walls are being rebuilt. Everything I endured before this time in my life including that period I saw as my time in the crucible serves me well. It’s time to shout new victories. Lord, You are doing new things in me and I am surrendered. I am all in and saying Yes. I am broken from my willfulness, held still so that You may work in me, trusting that what comes of Your Hands is beautiful beyond my imagining.
This is my life #AfterShow. This is my lifelong commitment to #RestoreTheTemple. I am changed, and offering up my best vessel to be used by God. Who’s with me?