Friday, August 18, 2017

SKINNY FAT CHICK

Girls change in front of each other. At least my friends and I did when I was growing up. It was a little easier then because there was a lot less confusion.   We knew we were girls and we knew we liked boys. I’m not going there with this story.  I don’t remember even having one single conversation about that topic as a teenager.   The world is a different place for teenagers today.
I was with a friend in college. We were changing to go somewhere and I happen to look over at her. She was tall and thin.  It occurred to me, she is the fattest skinny girl I have ever seen.  I was telling another friend about it.  She said “Of course she is fat.  She’s always been fat.” I said she is a whole lot skinnier than me. How can a skinny person be fat?  She said, “Skinny doesn’t mean that you are healthy and it for sure doesn’t mean you are fit.”   She went on to say, “You weigh a lot more than I do but you are also a lot more fit than I am.”
Our skinny fat friend was beautiful and I’m not shaming her for being skinny.  I always wanted to be tall and thin.  I am neither.  Short and thick would better describe my stature.
I hate all the labels that go along with weight.  The important thing is to be healthy. I mean mentally, emotionally, physically, and especially spiritually healthy.
Like many others, I struggled with my body image earlier in life.  I was healthy and fit but not skinny.  My Mama was skinny.  I wanted to be little like her.  In middle-school I refused to eat.  There’s a word for that, anorexia.  I didn’t know it was a thing back then.  I got skinny. 
Did people bow down and tell me how awesome it was that I was skinny? NO!  What I heard was “She’s too skinny.”, “She doesn’t eat”, “She needs a hamburger.” I still didn’t think I was skinny enough.  I think at that time I weighed around 98lbs.  I’m only 5’1 so it isn’t as skinny as you think.
My anorexia did not get treated with counseling.  When my parents had enough of it they decide to end it.  My Dad brought me a plate of biscuit and gravy.  He said, in a gruff tone, “You will eat this and you will go back to eating like a normal person or else you won’t play basketball again! And, I mean it!”  He did mean it.  I argued briefly. Then he said, “We can stop you. You can’t play if we tell the school you can’t. Eat it or not but you won’t be allowed to do anything if you don’t.”  I wasn’t about to quit basketball or be stuck at home.  I ate the food.  Even after that day, I had a good friend who would always encourage me to eat. Every time I went to her house she’d watch to make sure I was eating.  It was okay.  My bout with anorexia was over.
Again: I hate all the labels that go along with weight.  The important thing is to be healthy.  I mean mentally, emotionally, physically, and especially spiritually healthy.
Don’t worry about the labels other people give you. Be careful of the labels you give yourself.  You are beautifully and wonderfully made.  Be you.
I want to be fit.  I’ve taken some time away from working out and my body has noticed. I want to be healthy.  I’ve spent a year eating food that wasn’t fuel for my body. Inflammation is a beast and the root cause for most disease.  I must focus more on nutrition and exercise.  I want to feel healthy like I did in my twenties.  Don’t laugh!  With proper nutrition and exercise, it is possible and I will do it.  I will be fit and healthy.  I will look, feel, and have the vigor of a twenty-year-old.  I claim it.  I claim my health in Jesus name.  The bible says He wants us to prosper even as our soul prospers.
I say all of that to say this:
To achieve that twenty-year-old level of health and fitness I must make sacrifices.  I must refrain and limit myself on some things I enjoy greatly like cookies, french- fries, and bread.  I must totally abstain from my favorite addiction – Diet Pepsi.  Victory won’t come without a fight. 
The same is true in my spiritual life.  If I am ever to reach my potential in Christ it means I must limit myself in some areas.  It also means totally abstaining in other areas, especially with my favorite sin.  Stop, don’t judge me.  We all have a favorite sin. In the Bible Paul called it a thorn in his side.


“Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a huge crowd of witnesses to the life of faith, let us strip off every weight that slows us down, especially the sin that so easily trips us up. And let us run with endurance the race God has set before us.” Hebrews 12:1 NLT

Thursday, August 17, 2017

IT FELT SAFE....

My boyfriend was a big guy and I noticed people were intimidated by him.   I was not scared of him.  At first, I couldn’t understand why anyone was afraid of him.  He was well-mannered and treated me with kindness.   I remember going into one of my favorite spots and I over-heard someone say, “You know who she’s dating …… don’t talk to her we don’t need him mad at us.”   Their comments didn’t bother me. I didn’t want them trying to talk to me anyway.   I found out a little later they feared him because he was a drug dealer and making him angry wasn’t a wise thing to do.   He still wasn’t mean to me.  I didn’t leave him when I found out that his business was only something he did to hide the fact that he was selling cocaine.
The truth is I, the nerdiest “good girl” ever, I liked the way people feared him.  I liked it that nobody would touch me because I was his.   I liked that I always felt safe sitting next to him.   He felt like the safest place in the whole world.   Obviously, that lifestyle is not safe and not Godly.  That is my point, it felt safe.   (This was a long time ago)
I think in these times we are all looking for safety.   Maybe you feel safe at home, maybe it is at the bar, maybe it is with a partner, like I did with my boyfriend, maybe it is in a group of friends, maybe it is at work, maybe it is with your family, or maybe it is with a gang.  Lots of things feel like safety.
The only relationship that is truly able to keep you safe is a relationship with Jesus.  I have the security of knowing that nothing is going to harm me.  Anything that comes against me to harm me is going to instead work in my favor.  Yes, that is a bold statement.  It is also a truth.  I know it is true because these days my confidence lies in Christ.  Christ is the cornerstone of my faith, He is my safety.  He is where my strength lies.
If you are looking for safety and security you can have it.  Look to Jesus.


Tuesday, August 8, 2017

What about her?

Have you ever heard the Bible story about King David and Bathsheba? The Bible tells the story in 2 Samuel beginning with verse 11.   The short version of the story is that it is spring.  King David who was referred to as a man after God’s own heart was walking on the roof of his palace and saw this smokin’ hot chick.  He asked around and found out she was married to one of his soldiers.  He sent her husband away and they got busy.  She got pregnant.  King David had her husband killed and took her as his own to hide the sin.   The baby dies, King David repents, and they go on to have Solomon together.  Solomon the son of these two later becomes the richest and most wise dude – ever!
The Bible never tells us her perspective. What about her feelings?  What about her actions.   Did she seduce him on purpose?  I mean was she thinking “I’m so lonely with my husband always off at war!  I am too fine to be alone!  I bet the King himself would like me.  I’ll bathe outside where he can see me in all my splendid beauty!”      Was it like that?

Was the King a jerk, forced her to take her place in the story and used his power to take what he wanted?  I doubt it because her husband was a strong and mighty man. She could have told.  Plus, forcing her wouldn’t fit the character of a man after God’s heart. It is my opinion that she wasn’t innocent.

Okay, so maybe she did get lonely and make a mistake, then what?  How did she feel?  Her husband was killed, her baby died, and she is stuck with the dude who caused all the trouble for the rest of her life. Was she happy with him?  Was she sad?  Did she love him?  

The Bible doesn’t say because it is irrelevant.  We give too much emphasis to feelings.   The point was that King David belonged to God.  It doesn’t matter if she enticed him, he acted on his own, or it was a mutual thing.  King David was still responsible for his choice.   We are all responsible for our choices.

What about her feelings?  They don’t matter.   Jesus never said thou shalt not kill unless you’ve had a bad day and you feel like it.   He didn’t say to honor your father and mother when they are giving you your way.   Feelings don’t matter when and if they over-ride what is  right and wrong.


Love is not just a feeling.  Love is a verb. Love is patient, kind, and it never fails.   Love is God. 

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