Body Image: Satans Wicked Plot To Destroy Self Worth

The other day while at work I overheard two women talking.
This was their conversation
"She's been here a long time"
"Ya I remember her from when she worked at shoppers downtown"
"Boy she's really packed on the weight"

At that moment I just wanted to walk over and say
"yes my butt is bigger my breasts are droopy,and I am now sporting an inzie belly button but my hearing is impeccable just like that of a bat.
And speaking of bats....... If I take off my sweater look out! as I have no control over my wing span and you may get hit"

Needless to say I went home that night and told Steve as I felt frumpy and ugly and very hurt.
His response was laughter followed by this comment.

" You look great, and you know how I know this? I don't see the buzzards following you to work anymore,I finally have something to hold on to"
Later that night as we lie in bed Steve rolls over places his arms around me and whisperes in my ear
"Night Tubby I Love You"
Oh the witt of my man he cracks me up. We giggled till we fell asleep.

However over the past few days I have been feeling very self concious and have let the words of strangers get to me.
Satan played on those fact stated words.
Yes, I have gained weight so what?
But my mistake was I allowed my body image to dictate my self worth as a woman.
I must not be attractive if I am over weight
Does my husband still think I am beautiful
Don't look at me when I change
Oh great! another dimple soon my butt will look like a golf ball.
Four! everybody duck mommas in the room.

Seriously, love of self and others isn't about physical beauty
I actually fell into the trap and have eaten very little over the past few days
and Guess what?
I am really hungry.
Hungry for food but mostly hungry for God.
and God placed a moment of affirmation in my heart that I am His and I am beautiful wether am 123lbs
(yes I lost 10 from not eating much this past few days) or 723lbs because I have Him in my heart. His Love and Wisdom is what makes me large as life not the excess cookies.
He confirmed this with an email this morning
and so I share this as I eat my icecream bar.
Personal note: I do need to be more physically active and that is my goal but I do not need to be societies poster child of the perfect body.
For the only Body that counts is the body I am in The Body Of Christ
Can I get an Amen!


¨THIS SUMMER DO YOU WANT TO BE A MERMAID, OR A WHALE?¨


A middle aged woman, whose physical characteristics did not match those of the woman on the poster, responded publicly to the question posed by the gym.

To Whom It May Concern:

Whales are always surrounded by friends (dolphins, sea lions, curious humans). They have an active sex life, they get pregnant and have adorable baby whales. They have a wonderful time with dolphins -stuffing themselves with shrimp and other delicacies of the sea. They play and swim in the oceans, seeing exotic places like Patagonia, the Barents Sea and the coral reefs of Polynesia . Whales are excellent singers and have even recorded CDs. They are incredible creatures and virtually have no predators other than humans. They are loved, protected and admired by almost everyone in the world.

Mermaids don't exist. If they did exist, they would be lining up outside the offices of psychoanalysts due to an identity crisis. Fish or human? Human or fish? They can't have a sex life, because they kill the men they lure close to them. Therefore, they can't experience the joys of motherhood. They are purported to be exceedingly vain and capricious. Not only that, who wants to be near a girl who smells like a fish store?

The choice is perfectly clear to me; I want to be a whale.

P.S: We are in an age when media puts into our heads the idea that only skinny people are beautiful, but I prefer to enjoy an ice cream with my kids, a good dinner with a man who still makes me shiver and a coffee with my friends. With time, we gain weight, because we accumulate so much information and wisdom in our heads that, when there is no more room, it distributes out to the rest of our bodies. So, we aren't heavy; we are enormously cultured, educated and happy. Beginning today, when I look at my backside in the mirror, I will think, "Good gosh! Look how smart I am".

The Soloist

Fact: There are 90,000 homeless people in Los Angeles.
This movie is one man's true story.

As you know I am a movie critic at heart. I love a good thought provoking story.
I found in this movie there were subtle yet obvious poignant symbols of the one man who was truly lost in this world.
The music symbolizes words not spoken. Every note was simplistic in it's statement of freedom.
Listen closely with your heart to every note and you will see the blessing of God to one man. A man so loved by the Lord even when the rest of society cannot find it in their hearts to love.
The symbolism of the doves blew me away and my tears rolled freely.
Absolutely brilliantly told and visually compelling.
Nathaniel Anthony Ayers Junior a true blessing in this crazy world we live in.
May the Lord bless this man and keep him safe and I will forever keep him in my heart.

Note: It will be released this upcoming Tuesday

Salute to my Blogging Buddies

Just sitting re-reading the blogs from my friends and family and I just love the differences we all have.


Holly shares her garden


Teena shares her innermost thoughts


Bryna shares world events.


Pat (my sister) shares funny pics of cats


Jeremy (my brother) shares the quest for the perfect burger


Rhonda shares a great question


Jen shares her talent


Amy shares nakedness


Juls shares her memories


Tammy shares special occasions


Nana Cheryl shares the word


Cindi shares her addiction


Karen shares her adventure


Sarah shares her faithfullness

And some haven't shared for awhile, for their lives have been busy and contrary to popular belief it is actually summer and vacations are being taken,but I know they will be back and I will be ready to read.

As for me I share my thanks and salute my friends and families differences.
I enjoy checking your blogs daily. They make me laugh cry ponder but most of all they fill my heart with Joy as I am privy and blessed to be included in the sharing of your lives.
The best part is
Tomorrow or perhaps days from now each one will share something different.

You are my Bits and Bites
every reading is a whole new ballgame.
(Please tell me someone remembers that commercial)

My Son Has A Little Girl

My son couldn't wait to have his little girl

and

She is sooo Beautiful and Blue

A Purebread Blue Dane

she has no name yet and is 8 weeks old.

Mike and Momma (Tommie Girl)

Mike and his pet family
Cat (Yes thats it's name) Abby -Jean (on the blanket)
Newest addition and Capone

Here she is and yes her eyes are that blue


Sleepy little girl

this isn't what I had in mind but I'll take this one cause she is sooo cute.

Someone is Sleeping In My Bed

For the last 26 years of marriage Steve and I have a routine in the morning.

When the routine changes one notices.

Not necessarily me

Every morning (Unless I work at 8am)

Steve gets up goes downstairs has his breakfast and comes upstairs and showers.

After his shower he comes into the bedroom to get dressed for work.

When he is done he leans over the bed kisses me goodbye and leaves.

Of late our new addition comes upstairs meows as daddy has left her then watches him from the window as he drives away.

She then hops from window to bed and cuddles with mom.

Purring her little heart out.

This morning Steve did not kiss me goodbye and the sound that came from the cat was more of a something is wrong meow.

I rolled over to comfort her and that is when I discovered what her problem was.

96lbs of Reggie in Daddies/Lizzies spot.

The nerve!

Seriously she was so upset she stomped down the stairs meowing all the way.

Happy Canada Day
Have a Safe and Wonderful Day
God Bless