See that big drop in my weight chart? That's from this week with my pasta and muffins and brownies and veggie burger and fries. What the what?! I think God was on to something when He started us out as plant eaters in the Garden of Eden.
When the panic of no internet finally passes, you realize that spending face to face time (not facing forward at the tv time) with your loved ones with ZERO distraction is exactly what you needed.
I was trying to do too many “good” things and was feeling stressed because I wasn't doing anything well. God brought me back to what is most important; my relationship with Him, my marriage, and my children. Making sure that I'm doing those well first and foremost is what He wanted from me.
It's easy to reason that it's just one slice, or just a little frosting on the finger, or just one cuss word, or just one cigarette, but the core issue in the battle of self-control is the inability to just say no. Not a little, or maybe or just this once. No.
How can I do all that God has called me to do if I'm unwilling to surrender my most intimate thing to Him? My food. My comfort. My pleasure. My will and my right to indulge. My body.
Sharing is dangerous. When you choose to open yourself up and pour yourself out, not everyone will like what you have to say. But God wants us to share anyway.
Taking the time to understand their personalities and their insecurities opened up my eyes to see who they had the potential to be as adults. It’s our privilege to help cultivate and shape these little people into their full potential.
It's all about being real and being duplicatable. If I don't look perfect than the women I mentor won't feel the need to look perfect. If I don't skip the pool because of my imperfect body, my kids won't feel like they need to hide their imperfections. If I let my neighbor see my mess, maybe she'll let me in on her mess and I can share the love of Jesus with her.