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My body, my sanctuary.

I actually am not sure if your body is your sanctuary. Shouldn’t your sanctuary be somewhere a little more spiritual and not physical? Oh well, I don’t know. But I have the worst common cold I’ve had in awhile. My nose is congested and I promise you, I’m only breathing with about 40% of my nostrils now so I feel short of breath. Sorry, not sorry for the too much information, but as the throbbing in my head continues and my right eye is tearing up from the pressure, I cannot but think about happier times when I wasn’t sick or feeling so weak.

In the spirit of the Olympics in Rio, I have this short (not-so-poetic) ode to the human body. It’s amazing what shapes and forms our bodies can take. In the very early days of this blog, I published a short piece I had written in honor of my body. It was beautiful, if I can say so myself. I had an absolutely lovely time writing it, and it made me appreciate myself and all that I represent even more. 🙂 🙂 🙂

For the past few days, the world has witnessed athletes from all over the world compete in diverse sports in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. We have seen the athletes who gladly and openly flaunt their belief in God (hello Dibaba sisters!) the ones who are badly behaved (side-eyeing you Lochte), and the ones much younger than we are, but rich and talented enough to buy us and our entire villages. Basically, everyone younger than you. :p

One thing that has kept stirring in my mind is the beauty of the human body. With how far we’ve come in medicine and technology, I can only wonder how much more of our bodies is yet to be explored. How much more powerful, and flexible, and irresistible our bodies can be.

I always have been fascinated by the human body. And a lot of it is not sexual. You know the way a lot of people cannot see a burning hot, scantily clad male or female and immediately want to jump in bed with them? Nah, that’s not me. I’m much more sapiosexual- attracted to minds and brains of people than physical. But I digress, when I see a human form, I immediately think about art. I think about how much we can do in dance and gymnastics, in athletics and sports. I think of how much weight we can lift with our body parts, I think of how fast we can run sometimes despite nature.

Did you know that technically, Usain Bolt is too tall to be a good runner? Apparently, when you’re taller, balance is more difficult for you than for a shorter person. (Am I right or wrong? Lol, please let me know lest I spread lies on this blog haha) So it should be rather difficult for him to hurl himself forward against the wind and on such long legs. But look at what he’s been able to do. Bolt is being called the fastest man alive. And yeah, please don’t say there’s some kid somewhere who’s faster then he is, because we don’t know said kid. Sad but true.

I think about Simone Biles and her precision, her body strength and her flexibility. Wow. But that’s not even the tip of the iceberg. Humans, we are wonderful creatures. Even without our minds, our bodies alone are spectacular. We indeed are fearfully and wonderfully made!

So as I sit here with a headache, congested nose, and extreme exhaustion, I cheer myself up knowing that my God is a healer, and that soon, I’ll be bouncing and floating around.

I remind myself that the Lord who created my body and the bodies of all the other wonderful athletes in the world neither sleeps nor slumbers.

Finally, I remind myself that I am beautiful. I may not be as athletically talented as Bolt or Biles, but I am special, and I am beautiful.

Till next time, enjoy your sound health and if like me you’re not feeling great, please get well soon. ❤


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Hey, my name is Alheri and I'm obsessed with Jesus. This blog is me keeping my promise to Him for answering a prayer. Purple is my favorite color and my favorite scripture is Jeremiah 32:27 which says "Behold, I am the Lord, the God of all flesh: is there anything too hard for me?" (KJV) You can contact me at msalheri@gmail.com

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  1. Pingback: Why am I so self-conscious? | Ms Alheri

    • Thank you for reading and for reminding me that no matter how I feel (sick or healthy), I am the Lord’s masterpiece, and His glory still be being revealed in me! ❤

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  2. Egor F Egbe says

    Yes. One. I was sending money (Naira) to my causin, Columba, to help, in part, in the construction of my house in the village. When it came to doing the external perimeter fence I graciously decided to go physically home to ensure the bounds were not trespassed. Wow! Guess what? The Lord revealed so many things to me. At the becon on young lads to come do the foundation, I was amazed seeing the number of young men coming out with their diggers and shovels ready to be part so they could in turn part ways with some crispy Naira notes from town, even if only for the first time in quite some time. By the time those chosen began to pull over their worn-out T-shirts and shirts, trousers partly torn at the knee levels, readying for the job, alas, I inadvertently, lonely, identified many unemplored Olympians and Common Wealth Games participants (see body build, muscles (Gatlin, Blake), legs (Hussain, or is it realy Usain?, Blessing Okabgare), shoulder span (Phelps), that never were and may never, ever in the near future of their life time, even have the opportunity of watching the games on the tubes/television screens, no thanks to there being no sign of provision of electricity to the local community they so love as their home. And they came out in their numbers, over 40 bare-body, able- bodied creatures by God – raw, energetic, enthusiastic, willing, obedient, cultured, respectful, local, natural, beautifully framed and handsome! But when I remember the ‘clay and potter episode’ in the Holy Books and gospel songs, then I realize I have not set eyes on all of the pottery results from the Great Potter, God. Many of the human frames I spot in the Olympics are complete carboncopies of what I found at my site during the work on the fence. This is a mystery of God, the Creator.
    Sleep. One, sleep for sometime, long full night’s rest, flat on bed. There is plenty of Emzormol in sleep to take care of both your headache and running nose. Sleep. Sleep deep. Wake up. Continue. Haha, One.

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    • Haha, Daddy! Lovely comment, as always! Alas what we all need in this life is opportunity. I only pray that God will help those of us who have the resources to be a blessing to others. Xx.

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  3. Really enjoyed reading this.

    Isn’t our God awesome?
    All his creation are nothing short of perfection

    Wishing you quick recovery.

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