The Creator ultimately owns all living things

As a 2005 baby, I’ve grown up in a culture of diet trends, unrealistic beauty standards, and endless scrolling on apps like TikTok and Instagram. Every generation has its own version of these distractions. But as I’ve deepened my relationship with Christ, I’ve started to find that all of those things deviate me from the way He would want me to live.

This summer I started going to a new workout class called Powerlife. The best way I can describe it is as a mix between hot yoga and Pilates. They offer a variety of classes, and I’ve completely fallen in love with going—it’s easily one of my favorite parts of the day.

At the end of every class, we do a cooldown and finish with a yoga pose called Shavasana. Known for promoting deep relaxation, Shavasana helps integrate your body and mind while lowering your heart rate after the workout. I’ve started using this time a little differently. As my instructor encourages us to calm our hearts and minds, I take those few quiet minutes to talk with God—to thank Him for this mind and body that allow me to move, breathe, and push myself in new ways.

For me, being active has become a spiritual practice. It’s a way of caring for what God has entrusted to me. Of course, this looks different for everyone. For some, it might mean moving their body through walks in the neighborhood, gardening, or stretching in the morning. For others, it might mean exercising their mind, staying socially connected, or tending to their emotional and mental health. Whatever season of life we’re in, it’s worth asking: How would God want me to care for this body and mind He’s given me?

As I’ve started to approach life with this mindset focused on living the way Christ would want me to, I’ve noticed change. When I reach for my phone at the end of the day, ready to scroll, I pause and ask: Is this really how I want to end my night? Sometimes the answer is yes—a little distraction is okay. But more often, I find myself setting my phone down and picking up my Bible instead. And I’ve found myself feeling better—spiritually, mentally, and even physically.

We’re called to be stewards—not just of the animals or the people around us, but of ourselves. In my family, our dogs are treated like royalty. They get the best food, the coziest spots on the couch, and all the care and attention we can give. It makes me wonder: Am I offering myself the same kind of care and love?

So here’s my challenge to all of us—whatever age or stage we’re in: take a moment to reflect. How are you caring for the body and mind God has entrusted to you? Would He be pleased with how you’re stewarding them?

For me, that reflection means fueling my body with healthy, nourishing food that gives me energy. It also means grabbing ice cream with my dad once a week without guilt. It means showing up for workouts I enjoy. But it also means taking rest days, canceling workouts to spend time with friends, and offering myself grace.

Everyone’s reflection will look different—and that’s okay. But I hope you’ll at least treat yourself with half the love and care you give your family dog.