And these are my confessions...

My confession is much different than Usher's confession. (You're welcome if that chorus is now playing in your head too.) My confession is this:

I hate to exercise.

Actually, no, that's a lie, I love to exercise. I hate making time to exercise. Is it ok to say hate in this case? Yes? No? Ok, how about this... I strongly dislike making time to exercise. I really, I mean, REALLY, struggle with this.

So here's the deal. And hear me out because I am afraid at first it will come off the wrong way to those of you who spend time exercising. However, I think, I hope, most people will understand what I mean. The problem is, I feel so selfish carving out time in the day to workout. I feel like there are probably about a million other things I should do with my time. Things that would work my body physically but also produce a result that wasn't all about me. In my mind working out seemingly benefits no one but myself. This make sense to anyone?

And here's the thing, before anyone starts thinking I'm sitting around judging you if you spend time in the gym, or walk, or run, or whatever awesome thing you do. ( I mean that, it's awesome.) I LOVE working out. Lifting weights is probably my favorite, but I'm way to intimidated to go to the gym and do it. And I can't even use that as a real excuse because I have some weights in my basement. I love accomplishing new things and seeing the progress that happens when I workout. I really admire people who are committed and disciplined in caring for their bodies.

So then, why don't I workout?

Which means 30 minutes is 2%?

Sadly, I believe the devil has convinced me of two things. First, that it's selfish if I take the time to workout. He has convinced me that working out is only to benefit my physical appearance and I shouldn't be spending time worrying about my outward appearance. (He sure doesn't mind the time spent mindlessly scrolling social media, or nap taking, or countless other things.) Second, that I'm not in good enough shape yet to do workouts I would truly like to do. He convinces me that I would just embarrass myself if I stepped foot in a gym, or tried some other workout moves.

Well, guess what? He's wrong! "... for he is a liar and the father of lies." John 8:44

So here is my struggle. While it may seem I have things under control (at least for a moment) in the weight loss world. Don't be fooled. The struggle is real. The struggle is daily. Once I think I have "it" figured out another obstacle almost always presents itself. And unless I start taking better physical care of my body, I may become smaller, but not necessarily healthier. I believe getting healthy is important to God. Taking care of my whole body helps me be the best mom, daughter, sister, friend, employee, and servant of God that I can be. Therefore, it's time I tell the devil that I know he is a liar. To let him know my eyes are fixed on Christ here, this isn't about me.

"Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your won; you were bought at a price. There honor God with your body. 1 Corinthians 6:19-20

"And whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him." Colossians 3:17

But I did do a little last week!