Let's be honest: I'm awkwardly skinny.
You know those things in the gas station bathrooms with a height and weight chart based on body type? The "small build" for my height starts ten pounds above how much I weigh.
I promise, I'm not trying to lose weight. Really I would like to gain some. So, to combat this, I eat like a pig (minimum of three plates) and avoid the gym (no one likes a skinny kid on a treadmill).
But what if that was how I lived spiritually?
What if I sat around reading devotional books, blogs, and my Bible? What if I attended as many Bible studies and small groups as I could possibly fit into a single week? What if I went to every church service offered, listened to every online sermon I could find, and attended every Christian concert within two hours of here?
What if I ate, ate, ate spiritually?
Don't hear me saying those things are bad. Eating isn't just good, it's vital.
But what if I did no more than eat? What if I avoided the spiritual gym? Herein lies the problem.
What if I didn't reach out to those around me? What if I didn't seize missions opportunities to see what the Lord is doing in Jerusalem, Judea, and Samaria? What if I ignored the hurting, homeless, and hungry right here in my own city? What if I failed to show compassion, encouragement, and love to those I interact with?
Eating like a pig and avoiding the gym are physically unhealthy. Just as they are spiritually unhealthy.
Eating and exercising need to co-exist.
It's like breathing. You can't breathe in without also breathing out. You can't eat without also exercising.
There's a balance. It can be hard to find, but it is good.
Excuse me now why I get off my spiritual couch and head to a spiritual gym to work off that spiritual brownie I just inhaled.