A thought struck me today.
I don't want to lose weight just because I'll look and feel better.
I don't want to lose weight for just my husband or my kids.
I want to lose weight to bring glory and honor to God.
I don't think my current shape does that.
I want to say that it doesn't matter but deep down I know it does...
because it reveals an area where I haven't fully surrendered to Him.
Omigosh. I might have just discovered the key to
the shackles around my ankles that have been tying me down for way too long.
I can't breathe now. Happy tears.
Praying this year will be different!!
*Added thought 12 Nov 15:
I have to be honest, when I opened this one up today to prepare it for posting, my initial reaction was NOT to share it openly. I was filled with shame at my naive words and that it took me so long to obey what I believed God told me to do years ago. However, as I worked on it, and prayed for guidance on what to do, I knew I could not hide this one. It's teaching me that even in my struggle, God knew my heart. He knew how badly I wanted to obey. He knew the reasons I kept failing. He provided exactly what I needed and opened my eyes even further at a later date. He is so very faithful. He knows me. He knows everything about me, even the stuff I hide from others out of fear of rejection.
And He loves me anyway. ;)
My sacrifice, O God, is a broken spirit;
a broken and contrite heart you, God, will not despise.