The Gift

The body is a gift from God; a fact I didn't appreciate until the recovery from a major illness. Study the human anatomy and you'll agree, that our bodies truly are high performance machines; just like a Ferrari.

Don't believe me?

• 206 Bones make up our skeletal system; one that is designed, structured, and built to absolute perfection. Notice our symmetry; how we can move in virtually any direction. Look at the movement in our hands. . . How do they do that?
  
• The Heart is the engine; it beats over 100,000 times per day without thought; while pumping over 1600 gallons of blood through a vascular network that could reach around the Earth twice at the equator.
  
• Your Eyes instantly make over 10 Million unique color distinctions.
• Your nose can distinguish over 10,000 distinct smells.
  
• You have 600 muscles, and if all worked together and pulled in a single direction, would equate 25 TONS of pulling power. Incredibly, seventy-two of these muscles coordinate perfectly to create human speech.
  

These processes are run by a body that’s made of 98% water and controlled by a three-pound lump of matter called the Brain---A device that manages the whole process, continuously monitors everything, and works for over 80 years with minimal care. All while operating on as much electricity needed for a 10W light bulb.

Frankly, my friends, this is what we call-- A Gift. We are high-performance beings. And just as we fuel our cars with gasoline, we must fuel our bodies with food. Just like gasoline, not all fuels are created equal. Would you put OIL into the gas tank of your Ferrari? Enough said.

"Every moving thing that lives shall be food for you. I have given you all things, even as the green herbs." Genesis 9:3 (NKJV)

God gave us what we need, therefore let's harness it. Water, Fruits, Vegetables, Quality Carbs, Quality Proteins. . . living things that come from the Earth. If we cannot imagine the food on our plates as naturally occurring on the Earth, it's like putting OIL into the gas tank of our Ferrari. We grow weary. We breakdown. We slowly stray from our potential.