By now you’ve heard of the 5 Love Languages.
You might be able to list them nice and neat or better yet, live them total and complete!
You see, all of us have some hardwiring which makes the list line up more perfectly in our person and it’s very telling to figure out what speaks love to you, and which ways you give love in return.
Words of Affirmation- actually speaking life into another.
Acts of Service- thought, time and effort put into service.
Physical Touch- security through this human connection.
Quality Time- time given without distraction, just action.
Receiving Gifts- the “stuff" that objectively shows you care.
Just yesterday my children and I tackled one tough workout as a team. I was shocked when everyone decided they wanted to join me. After I clicked a few more helmets onto kids, we were off and running away from the house to hit the dirt road through the surrounding hills.
Well, one good attitude lead to another before I knew it, we’d committed ourselves to an 8 mile hilly dirt loop. No worries! Just me with a 2mo. old and 3 year old in the jogging stroller and a 6, 8, and 12 year old on mountain bikes. What could possibly go wrong…or right?
The connection we felt as we completed this feat together was awesome, and just in case you think this is our normal and that my kids are highly conditioned for efforts like this all the time, they’re not! It was a big deal to get us all our running and rolling for that duration, but worth it.
I pumped up their efforts with heartfelt Words of Affirmation: "you can do it, you’re such a power peddler, you really cruise, Jesus would be proud of your attitude!”
They Received the Gift of helping to craft the adventure according to pace, route and purpose. We went substantially further than planned and they took ownership in that effort too.
The Physical Touch at our minimal pit stops came in the form of a quick high 5 or hug, a chance to sit on my lap upon a roadside stump a quick cuddle during one breastfeeding.
Pushing the stroller while running steep hills and joyfully aiding my 6 year old daughter with lots of pushes and sustained assistance certainly exhibited Acts of Service to her.
All the kids achieved something significant and celebrated this incredible dip into Quality Time with each other. It felt like “family-ing” at its best!
(Always thinking ahead of a possible meltdown or coup, I did secretly text their Papa at one point and tell him to bike around the mountains to surprise them from the other direction with oranges and salami, but he didn’t and yet we survived and didn’t fade. Phew!!)
I, therefore, cannot tell you how important a tool physical exercise should be in your life!
Life is spoken into you and out from you by these efforts. Don’t box up your need for physical efforts together so small that you always toss it off the table of things you’ll do today.
Make it big, keep it prominent and go out and live the life you imagined, one lived in LOVE!
Every efforts is more than no effort at all.
To God be heaps of glory and praise eternal,
P.S. Chat with me to get you moving again physically, spiritually or nutritionally. It’s time MOMMA!
When you have the blinders on you don’t know where you’re going.
I feel this in the case of a woman I recently spoke to. She was raised as a Sedevacantist. For those learning a new word up me writing this, Sedevacantism is the position, held by some traditionalist Catholics, that the present occupier of the Holy See is not truly pope due to the mainstream church's espousal of what they see as the heresy of modernism and that, for lack of a valid pope, the See has been vacant since the death of Pope Pius XII in 1958.
Without diving into the whole pool of mess regarding the above statement, let us examine one powerful lie she was expected to live, “I was expected to live in a perpetual state of suffering. The more miserable I was the better off I was spiritually.”
Whoa! Can you stand the thought of it?
We all know the merit of self-denial for being chosen and freely enacted by an individual. It’s the going without, the avoidance of something for holiness’ sake.
Take this one step further and it wades into self-mortification, which is also meritorious, but a more extreme wherein, one willingly and knowingly chastises their own flesh to different degrees to subdue it. This external good is only as such, if it conforms with a simultaneous internal mortification.
It is certainly true that "those who belong to Christ have crucified nature, with all its passions, all its impulses.”
We ought to all be working on it and according to the Catechism of the Catholic Church, “[t]he way of perfection passes by way of the Cross. There is no holiness without renunciation and spiritual battle. Spiritual progress entails the ascesis and mortification…”
Well, when you have a woman fully accepting that her misery is normalcy, that breeds contempt of the flesh, of her vocation and of life itself.
Can she not desire a healthy body?
Is she wrong to work on becoming fit in the flesh?
Is she sinning to create strength and stamina through intentional exercise?
This is a rough sketch of the lie she was expected to live.
We then worked out together and it blew her away to uncover a true Catholic perspective with my help, one which honors the body, achieves the purposes for which it’s made, offers its actions for others, and dare I say, glorifies God by care of the flesh.
We happily felt our muscles searing with a burn during high intensity intervals for legs and offered it up for the Holy Souls in Purgatory among other intentions.
…and in that her mind went…POOF!
“I never thought to offer the pain of a workout as a prayer,” she stated.
Well, ladies, let’s feel the burn here, and offer it here, before its the eternal burn of Hell.
I see it as doing the next right thing and the next hard thing as an offering, truly a subduing of the flesh and as a building block for accepting what holiness demands. How do you see it?
If you have a perspective needing massively shifted, call me. I chat for free with any woman who books a call and I help her personally FIND HER FORWARD. Is that you?
Glorify the Lord with me,
“Better is a poor man who is sound, and strong of constitution, than a rich man who is weak and afflicted with evils. Health of the soul in holiness of justice, is better than all gold and silver: and a sound body, then immense revenues. There is no riches above the riches of the health of the body: and there is no pleasure above the joy of the heart.” Sirach 30:14-16
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