
lift your weights, eat your veggies:
how osteoperosis has strengthened my soul
“Like a runner lifting weights for a marathon, I was awakened to the need to train my soul again: in discipline, perseverance, and prayer, sweating and growing with Jesus in the gym room of my soul.”
Lifting Weights for the Body
Ooookay….. So, literally, what does that mean for treating my physical body? Here’s a quick health note: the best way to treat osteoporosis, or improve bone health in general, is strength training. When you place stress on your bones through resistance exercises, you actually stimulate them to grow stronger and denser as your muscle builds on top of them. So, as you increase this type of strength/resistance training into your life, not only are you building muscle, but it simultaneously activates the bone tissue around it to grow and thus become more dense. Amazing! Vegetables enter the equation because they are loaded with nutrients like vitamin D and calcium, which are crucial for bone health, among many other things. What weakens the boines? Refined sugars.
What am I trying to get at here?
Lifting Weights for the Soul
As I prayed about this, the parallel to my spiritual life became obvious. I was brought to an awareness of areas I had become weak in my spiritual life and relationship with God. Somewhere along the way, I had stopped “strength training” my soul. I’d grown tired and I found myself more often than not saying things like:
“I’m so tired.”
”It’s not that big of a deal.”
”It will get better over time.”
Or perhaps the worst of them all, “I don’t have the strength to do this on my own.”
These thoughts had quietly weakened my faith, leading me into a comfortable mediocrity. Oof. These were some serious excuses I started making to the Creator of the Universe, let alone, Creator of my very life, heart, soul, and purpose. I didn’t realize how these excuses began to weaken my spirit, letting certain places of my life slowly crumble (kind of like my bones) and me becoming slightly indifferent to it. What had I so subtly stopped doing in certain areas of my life? I stopped the weight training of my soul, chose to lie on the mat of laziness, and chose to eat the so-called “refined sugars” of excuses, slowly causing my interior strength in God to grow brittle. Like my bones, ahem.
Think of an athlete: when competition comes, they either freeze and risk injury, stop trying and gain defeat, or they can face it head-on and with confidence because they’ve trained for it. God allows battles not to harm us, but to strengthen us. He doesn’t have us suffer just to suffer, that’s cruel! He allows it so, like an athlete who leans into the support of their coach and team, we may lean on Him and trust Him in the midst of this competition, battle, or suffering. Like a runner lifting weights for a marathon, I was awakened to the need to train my soul again: in discipline, perseverance, and prayer, sweating and growing with Jesus in the gym room of my soul.
Eating Your Vegetables for the Soul
Okay, so circling back to the vegetables. We all hear that refined sugars, like cookies, cakes, and most anything with high fructose corn syrup in it, weaken our immune system (boy, do I know it.) It just so happens that it also weakens our bone health. How does this equate to the spiritual life? When we consume spiritual “junk food”, it begins to deplete our souls of what is good. I’m talking about all the ways the enemy of our souls comes into our training sessions: unhealthy habits, behaviors, toxic thought patterns, and the 7 vices: pride, anger, gluttony, lust, sloth, envy, and greed. These drain us of spiritual strength, making us more vulnerable to the enemy. (Look to the excuses and thoughts I began to tell myself 2 paragraphs above.) For example, when I choose to eat junk food with high fructose corn syrup in it, it interferes with calcium absorption into my bones. With the reduction of calcium, our bones become feeble and, when put under great stress, they are not fortified enough to protect themselves, and ultimately will lead to a break. If I don’t eat healthy, when the threat of disease comes or severe physical strain is placed on my body, I will either grow sick or fall to injury.
What are the spiritual vegetables that help my body grow, develop, and function properly? That is the Bread and Water of Eternal Life, Jesus Christ Himself, who wants to flood us with “every good and perfect gift from above.” His voice speaks truth, encouragement, and identity. But we have to give Him space to speak, just like how we have to make the active choice to eat our vegetables because they are good for us, because my body is created to rely on them. We are made to rely on God and have Him provide the means to fuel our souls.
Do I give space in my day to allow the Father’s voice to speak into my life? Do I surround myself with friends and community who hold up these realities to me and build me up in Christ? Do I hear the voice of God by reading Scripture and frequently receive Him through the sacraments? Chances are that if you answered no, then you certainly are not eating your vegetables and skipping out on the nutrients you so desperately need.
The Gift of the Diagnosis
Being diagnosed, or should I say gifted with osteoporosis, revealed the true state of my interior life and propelled me to turn back to God with my whole heart. Somewhere along the line, the athlete within me grew submissive to another “trainer,” the one who whispers excuses, telling me to take a break on the mat and eat the spiritual “junk food” rather thann the steady diet of God’s truth and encouraging Word. Now, I’m picking up the weights again, both in the gym and in my walk with God. I’m choosing the vegetables and getting back on the track for the only race that matters: the eternal one.
Sure enough, after a few quick tests, the results were… Osteoporosis.
I have to admit, when I heard the findings of my lab results come from the mouth of my doctor, I audibly let out a laugh. “Well, here’s another journey with you, Jesus. Let’s roll,” I found myself saying to Him. Humor and laughter have been my common go-to in hard situations. As King David writes in the Psalms, “He who sits in Heaven laughs.” But beneath the chuckle was something humbling. Very humbling. My whole life, I’ve been “the athlete,” “the strong one,” even “the beast,” (which, for the record, I found endearing.) Over time, these exterior perceptions of myself became an interior truth for me, especially as I grew in my faith and relationship with Christ. I began to train my soul like an athlete trains her body. Like St. Paul writes in 1 Corinthians:
“Every athlete exercises self-control in all things. They do it to receive a perishable wreath, but we receive an imperishable one. Therefore, I run in such a way as not to run aimlessly; I box in such a way as to avoid hitting air; but I strictly discipline my body and make it my slave…” I began to see the space of physical training as grounds for training in virtue: interior discipline, perseverance, the grace of God
I began to see the gym as more than physical training; it became a place to build virtue, discipline, perseverance, and receptivity to grace, grace building upon nature. So, coming to find out I have osteoporosis led me to ponder this question with our Lord, “Jesus, what are you trying to teach me through this experience?” Instead of seeing it as a mark of weakness, I sensed an invitation to deeper union with Him. saw it as an invitation to a greater union with Him. The answer to my question came pretty clearly after a conversation at the doctor’s office:
In the span of just a few short months, I broke two bones. Not just any bones, but the kind you typically hear about 80-year-olds breaking. And let me be clear-I have nothing against being 80! I’m only saying that with age comes the beauty of wisdom, wrinkles…and, well, brittle bones. I didn’t think much of it at first. “I just so happened to break 2 bones - in 2 completely different ways, in 2 different seasons, in 2 different months of my life,” I said to myself. But as it turns out, this wasn’t “normal” after all.
“Every athlete exercises self-control in all things. They do it to receive a perishable wreath, but we receive an imperishable one. Therefore, I run in such a way as not to run aimlessly; I box in such a way as to avoid hitting air; but I strictly discipline my body and make it my slave…”
“Well, Doc, what do I need to do now?” I said to my awesome doctor, who I’m sure gets a huge kick out of me every time I come into the office. “Well, Sarina, you need to lift your weights and eat your vegetables.”