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".
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