I'm coming clean, I am in a deep struggle. That holiday fudge and 20 cups of hot cocoa were so delicious and felt like the best thing...and now my clothes seem to be liars. When did this fit like that? This wasn't this tight? My face wasn't this round? Then the excuses start building. We've all used them, "whew, I am so bloated!"...4 days later we still a bit blimpie. I'm here with you. I mean how many times do I have to tell myself I'm just constipated after I've just finished in the ladies room with 12 sprays of Poo-Pourri. Girl, I know. How many of you wanted to make a resolution about being healthier, fitter, thinner...happier...and have made the same promise to yourself 4 years in a row? Friend, I have.
And I made it again this year, you know why? Because I am a failure. It's true. This is the time where all my friends come circle around me and tell me I'm not a failure and agree with all the excuses I've made and even tell me ones I haven't thought of. But secretly they need to know that it's okay...because they are also failures. Humans aren't perfect, except One.
Some trick that I've learned in the past year is to come to terms with this truth instead of hiding from it. It's amazingly freeing because Jesus is right there with you saying...I know, I made a way for you. And you admit your constant defeat at the feet of Christ and all He has for you is Love and Grace upon Grace. Why don't we as women tell each other that in our circle pep-talks? It's because we've been invaded by our culture of feel-goods over true theology...even in the smallest of ways. We have grown up thinking the best of ourselves is what overpowers our negative emotions when the truth happens to be the opposite. We need to identify with our sin and shortcomings then we are able to let go of our failures and look to Christ in a way that is Right and Good and Holy. We realize we need Jesus, and that is where true happiness, freedom, and loving your image-bearing body even though it's a bit lumpy in the winter months. Christ gives us the strength to keep going when we've fallen the gazillionth time. It's a strength that comes from knowing He never fell and that makes Him able to be the only One strong enough to help you back up.
Now, my weight loss process will be slow and I know I will have days and nights where if I try to pep-talk myself into more negative thoughts...but then I will remember Jesus. He is there to wash my filthy bad talking mind and replace it with His Truth, His Love, His Grace, His Beauty, His Strength, and best of all...Himself.
Peace is mine through Christ alone. Praise the LORD O my soul.
Tomorrow is another chance to battle, and with Christ on my side I will have victory.
"So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them." Genesis 1:27
"Wretched man that I am! Who will deliver me from this body of death? Thanks be to God through Jesus Christ our Lord! So then, I myself serve the law of God with my mind, but with my flesh I serve the law of sin. There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus. For the law of the Spirit of life has set you free in Christ Jesus from the law of sin and death. For God has done what the law, weakened by the flesh, could not do. By sending his own Son in the likeness of sinful flesh, in order that the righteous requirement of the law might be fulfilled in us, who walk not according to the flesh but according to the Spirit." Romans 7:24-8:4