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Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Body Love- Talitha Koum

God Loves Your Bod

Ever watch a new mother with her baby? My sister had a baby about a year ago. Baby Jack is now about 14 months old. I asked my sister if she sometimes catches herself standing in awe going "Did this come outta me?" (to quote Rosanne RosannaDanna). She said "All the time."
Baby Jack is this unbelievably georgeous happy tumbly todler who can walk, utters sylables to try to form sentences, walks over to me to give me my morning coffee cup, gets really excited when Baby Einstein is on the DVD player and loves going for walks by the Long Island Sound. For the first nine months of his life, when he lived inside my sister his name was "Master Peanut" after his resemblance on his first sonogram. My sister adores every little wrinkle, joint and hair on Baby Jack. She loves his tiny few teeth coming in and counts them. She loves his smile, his eyes, his eyebrows, his toes, his fingernails and his ears. There is nothing that my sister doesn't adore completely about her Baby Jack.

God feels that way about you times infinity. You have heard the cliche that if God had a refrigerator your picture would be on it. Scripture says he has all the hairs on your head counted. He knows your comings and goings (even before, after and during the dinner bell for Mass) -
When Jesus was approached and told that a little girl was ill, then that she had died, he didn't say- Oh Well- whatever--win some lose some. Even though people had written off the girl and said- she's dead already, don't bother- he went to find her. Upon seeing a girl that looked good as dead he spoke life into her and said "Talitha Koum" which basically means "Get Up! little sweetie!"
Get Up! And the girl did get up, and she was restored to perfect health. Jesus spent his ministry on earth healing, raising the dead, feeding people and casting out demons. He never cursed flesh to die, cursed it to barenness.

There are saintly people who are called "The Incorruptibles" who once they died an earthly death and passed to heaven, their physical bodies did not rot, were not eaten by worms, and remained preserved as if in life. There are a few of these recognized by the Catholic church-and you can actually visit them. They include Saint Bernadette who can be seen in Nevers, France to this day. She's been dead about a hundred and fifty years. Her body was preserved as if alive and whole and healthy. There are even saints who died with malformation or disease that left scaring or marks while they lived, who when they died were restored to perfect physical form and beauty such as the blessed Katerena Takewitha, the Mowkawk Native American/Canadian who was converted by the North American Martyrs. She was marked with the small pox epidemic that killed her parents and orphaned her with pocked skin all over her face. When she died her face was restored to the beauty of her pre-small pox youth plainly visible to all who saw her (as the legend goes).

These demonstrate just how much God loves his creation. He looks on his creation with the same awesome love to the infinity power that my sister has looking on Baby Jack. I can imagine God dancing with a paint brush as he finished off your nose, your eyes, your throat, your hair, your neck, your arms in your DNA Code.

God is the owner of Restoration Hardware of your Body- he loves it. Every aspect of it's functionality he designed with better precision than an engineer on a Toyota hybrid. If God loves what he created so much, shouldn't you?

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