We are told to love ourselves. We are told to stay healthy and eat right. We are told to exercise. We are told to go to church and to find a good community. Because all of these things are important.
But I think we get too focused and forget the main point. Love yourself.
I set a New Year resolution to go running and do yoga four times a week. And I’ve done great. My mileage is up, and I am stronger. I look better. I feel better. But I’ve also been opening at work almost everyday and not sleeping the best. So some afternoons I’m just tired. And the last two or three weeks I’ve felt almost under the weather, but not quite, so I’ve napped, and then not felt good enough to go out on a run. My boyfriend tells me it’s fine, and that it’s good to give myself a rest, but instead I beat myself up over it. It depresses me that I’m so tired, and I’m so tired because I’m depressed. I keep feeling like if I miss a day of exercise, I will be fat. I’m terrified to lose my routine again. It’s like I forget why I’m doing it in the first place.
I want to be healthy. And it’s so easy to just focus on one realm of health. It’s so easy to focus on clean eating and an exercise routine, but then forget to nourish your mind and your soul. It’s easy to get caught up in a mantra of a having a healthy mind, but neglect your spirit and body. It’s easy to beat yourself up if you miss church, so you focus only on that, but forget that your body is a temple and your mind a control center.
I am one, whole person. I have a mind, a body, and a soul. (Some would say I am a soul, but that’s beside the point.) I’m not going to get fat if I occasionally skip a run because I’m exhausted. My happiness is just as important as my appearance. And no one hates me, especially not God, if I want to stay home and sleep in on the occasional Sunday morning. Church is for community, not salvation, anyway.
Love yourself. Body. Mind. Soul.