Control Your Bod

Now we know that if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, an eternal house in heaven, not built by human hands. Meanwhile we groan, longing to be clothed with our heavenly dwelling, because when we are clothed, we will not be found naked. For while we are in this tent, we groan and are burdened, because we do not wish to be unclothed but to be clothed with our heavenly dwelling, so that what is mortal may be swallowed up by life. (II Corinthians 5:1-4)

Why is our culture so obsessed with the body? What's the big deal? Eventually our Earthly bodies will melt back into the dust from which they were made, and it won't really matter all that much whether you had an hourglass figure, were tall, short, athletic, flexible, muscular, and all the various other types there could possibly be. Our bodies are tents in which God makes His home if we invite Him in, however, meaning that we need to keep things in order, taking good care of what He has given us.

But truly, truly, why are we so fixed on what is before us instead of what is above us; the better thing that is promised to us? Are we really groaning to have Heavenly bodies or are we making our home in the ones that we have, trusting only in what we can see, feel, and taste? Some days I know I am so consumed with taking care of my body that I miss many opportunities to care for those around me. Taking care of the body, even, can become a self-absorbed activity if we allow the cultural obsession with it to control the way we live our lives day to day.

Instead, then, we should fix our eyes on Christ as we await the day  we will be taken up with Him, share in His glory, and be granted new Heavenly bodies. Don't trust this body to lead you right, but beat it, make it subject to God's will. He has given us the Holy Spirit to be disciplined. Anyways, here's a little rap I made to encourage my sisters in Christ to keep yo bodies in line with Jesus:

Sisters, you are not objects

Not just hysterical wrecks

To be written off like checks

We ain’t some homies cash

             he sticks in his pocket

Cuz God’s got us on his locket

He looks at your picture everyday

Whether you work, sleep or play

He can see you through the fray

So keep yourselves pure and holy, 

           don’t be dressing like Madonna,

Take care of what God’s giving you, 

              don’t be smokin’ Marijuana

Keep your head up 

walk- like a daughter of the King-

You know He thinks you’re beautiful without all yo bling

You think that you gotta fill a man’s desire,

Up close and personal and lighting his fire

but sin and death will transpire

that’s something you don’t mess with

so please be quick to run from it

Hear what I say- cuz  it’s legit!

So when that man’s sweet talkin ya

Pass by and he wanna walk wit ya

Remember he’s only playin a game

Cuz If He ain’t got Jesus on the brain

The man is jus’ yankin’ yo chain

So don’t quench the flame

Jesus started in your heart

Jus’ run from it

Don’t let that relationship start

It seems harsh I know

But really after the show

The boy ain’t got no flow

If he ain’t praisin God like we created for

Though he acts so sure

And he’s got mad allure

The man’s an empty shore

A barren land with no flavor

So instead look up,

and be cravin your savior!