Bless the Lord!

the weekend was frustrating and unfruitful, so i ended my Sunday with an intense workout. for some reason i find loosing myself in the weight room a great way to let off steam and de-stress....sort of like my safe-haven. after my workout though, i sat at the end of the treadmill...for a long time, thinking about stuff in my life. one of the major things on my mind was the potential of becoming a personal trainer. what would this mean for me? what would happen if i gave my life over to this profession? the amount of time, dedication, sacrifice...if i was going to do this and be good at it there were some serious adjustments in my life that would have to take place. and i remember thinking, how can i dedicate my time to this when i'm not even dedicated to Christ? where are my priorities here and what the heck is going on in my life? God is my safe-haven. had i really gone so far to resort to a mere weight room to find sanity and peace? oh my word! talk about a slap in the spiritual face! i asked the Lord right then and there to help me increase my commitment to Him. prayer will be my FIRST RESORT when i'm having a bad day, a bad week or weekend. working out may relieve you for a temporary moment, but God will give you an eternal relief. i just need to keep my focus here!

One of my favorite songs (as of recently) is..."Bless the Lord."

one of the lines goes like this: "Bless the Lord, oh my soul and all that is within me, bless His Holy Name..."

Definition of bless: to sanctify; to set apart; to be made Holy...

Prayerfully this will be my hearts cry and desire - to bless the Lord. that He would be set apart in my heart...His presence would sanctify me and that i would understand more of His holiness. i am a servant of the Most High...and whether or not i am personal trainer or a janitor at a hotel, i will serve the Lord and He will be King in my life. i do my work heartily to glorify His Name!

it is times that we struggle and have difficulties that we get to experience God in a very personal and powerful way. i'm reminded of that verse:

Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God. For just as the sufferings of Christ flow over into our lives, so also through Christ our comfort overflows. (2 Cor 1:3-5)

when we ourselves, experience challenges in our lives, we are able to rely on our Lord for the strength to continue. then we are able to encourage others with the same encouragement the Lord has given to us. so, let's BLESS THE LORD!

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