Wonder Woman, Wonder Woman.
All the world is waiting for you
And the power you possess.
In your satin tights,
Fighting for your rights
And the old Red, White and Blue.
…Now the world is ready for you,
and the wonders you can do.
Make a hawk a dove,
Stop a war with love,
Make a liar tell the truth.
…All our hopes are pinned on you.
And the magic that you do…
Change their minds, and change the world.
You’re a wonder, Wonder Woman.
I’m working with my counter ego (is that a term?) this week. I like the fact that I have my own cartoon. I like the fact that my photo is on the side of a truck. It doesn’t exactly make me “better” or “better than”…or even “great”. But it is a conversation piece.
I’m reminded of the full armor of God from Ephesians. Perhaps I need to take my colorful cartoon a bit more seriously; get into the spirit of things. I should really consider arming the gal with:
A belt of truth as I teach the science of stress and promote work/life balance
A breastplate of righteousness as I give tools and wisdom to create positive change
The gospel of peace, or the patience to treat one’s body with respect and kindness
A shield of faith as I watch confidence in their abilities grow
A helmet of salvation as their health improves
A sword of the spirit as they feel “vitality” instead of “normal”
Yeah, that’s what I’m going to try. It’s cold and rainy and a bit dark and dreary here in Scottsdale. I’ve pulled on a nice pair of tights. I’ve lacquered my hair in place (heck, if you can’t find a helmet, you might as well have helmet-head!). A padded bra will have to do for a breastplate; it’s Deloitte I’m working with, not the WWE. Spirit: check. Faith: check.
May the winds of change blow your way today! Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got to find my cape and get to the gym!