Tonight I was reading about heart disease. One perk of working in health care marketing is the reading material is often good stuff to know for life.
I skimmed through prevention tips. Eat well. Get enough sleep. Move your body. Know your numbers. All the basics.
Then, I saw this line. I paused and re-read.
Stressful? Story of my life some days. Work, parenting, marriage, finances, growing a human. (Sometimes, all of the above.)
Don’t postpone enjoyment.
This book was about heart disease. What’s the whole point in living well and preventing disease if we’re not living life to the fullest and filling every day with meaning?
Blood pressure, cholesterol, blood sugar, weight. These numbers only matter if life is worth living. What matters most is filling our hearts with meaning: love and people and time spent together. That means focusing on what matters more than the stress staring us in the face.
Life is happening, and while we carefully preserve it for the future, we should also enjoy it in the here and now.
I’m reminded of 1 Corinthians 13:
If I speak with human eloquence and angelic ecstasy but don’t love, I’m nothing but the creaking of a rusty gate.
If I speak God’s Word with power, revealing all his mysteries and making everything plain as day, and if I have faith that says to a mountain, “Jump,” and it jumps, but I don’t love, I’m nothing.
If I give everything I own to the poor and even go to the stake to be burned as a martyr, but I don’t love, I’ve gotten nowhere. So, no matter what I say, what I believe, and what I do, I’m bankrupt without love.
Hearts matter. Souls matter. Fill yours with all the good stuff, especially love.