Why You Need A Personal Trainer

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I started working out again. Yes again. W. E. Hickson was a British educational writer who is credited with this sage advice: “If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.” I was in great shape in High school (who wasn’t?) but now I’m just in ok, so-so shape. So back to the gym I go as I try, try again.

Going back to the gym and working out with “kids” who are half my age is humbling, but I can handle it. What I can’t handle is trying to go it alone. I finally “came to myself” and realized that I need a personal trainer. Working out on my own without initial guidance, I felt lost. I wandered around the gym, watched what the die-hard gym rats were doing, and wondered what ‘da heck each apparatus would do for my body. Wandering, watching and wondering in a large gym; sounds like a real good recipe for getting back in shape. Not!

Enter Ashley, my personal trainer, physically speaking. She’s ‘da bomb. She assessed my body weight, mass and fat, and tailored a workout just for me. She doesn’t yell at me with a bullhorn, but calmly and firmly gives me instruction on what apparatus to use and how to use it. All I have to do is follow her instructions to a “T.” I can expect to get positive results if I put in the work. And put in a work out I will.

Spiritually speaking, that is what many people are doing every day. Their lives have no purpose, no direction and no meaning. They are just wandering, watching and wondering, floundering about life’s “gym” with no clue on how to go about getting in spiritual shape.

We all need guidance. We all need direction. We all need a personal trainer. Friends are great and those who have our best interest at heart are even better. In the words of Keith Urban, “Everybody needs somebody, sometime.” Better than a friend, a “best bud” or BFF, we need a personal trainer to guide us through the gym of life.

Thankfully, there is a friend that sticks closer than a brother. His loving kindness is better than life. He’s sweeter that honey and the honeycomb, and He’s a shelter in the time of storm. He’s not fickle, and he doesn’t hold grudges. He is giving and forgiving, kind and generous. Like Ruth to Naomi, he’s better than seven sons; like Jonathan to David, he’ll give you everything he’s got. Like Esther did for Mordecai, He’ll go to the king on your behalf; like Ebed-Melech did for Jeremiah, he’ll lift you up out of the pit. For all of these reasons and a thousand more,

Jesus is my personal trainer; let him be yours too.

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