Archive for March, 2012

Where is my Hope?

I need to admit there have been days during which I’m so happy that my old jeans fit, that I don’t give a thought to thanking my God for allowing me to live another day.  And that some days I like the way my outfit looks on me, yet I give no thought to how I’m speaking to my children in harsh, irritated tones.  I need to ask, where is my hope?  Is it in my “look” or “image” that I put forth to others?  What would happen if all my clothing/shampoo/makeup burned in a fire?(yes, I do think about this stuff!)  Would I still be me?  I know the right answer is yes, but sometimes it’s hard to remember that my appearance does not define me.  My hope is in the One who created me, and I need to seek Him out to find satisfaction in this life.  Even if I could stay perpetually young and thin, would I be content?  Probably not.

I am freed by the fact that my value in God’s sight is the person of the heart, not in the beauty of the outward person.  I hope it reflects in my countenance in a world of hopelessness…

“Charm is deceptive and beauty is fleeting, but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.” ~ Proverbs 31:30


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I was laying in bed last night thinking about how many cookies I ate during the day.  I would drift off and then wake suddenly, thinking “wait, was it three?  No, it was four!  Four cookies in one day!  Sheesh, what a pig!” and on and on.  It’s kind of ironic that I was feeling this guilt because of cookies.  On one hand, I feel like I’m supposed to encourage other women to be satisfied with their appearance(and hopefully be satisfied with my own as well) and not to be obsessed with how much they eat.  Don’t be on a constant diet.  Have freedom!  On the other hand, I’m laying in bed, feeling bad about eating cookies.

So I guess this is a confession.  I felt guilty about how many cookies I ate last night.  Of all the things I could  have been thinking about as I drifted off to sleep, I was thinking about those four cookies.  I shouldn’t have eaten four!  But they were so yummy.  So why the guilt?  I think a lot of women can relate to feeling guilty because they ate something that’s considered “bad”, like cheese fries, lots of chocolate, or cookies. But isn’t guilt a feeling we’re supposed to have when we did something wrong?  So did I do something wrong by eating four cookies?  My thoughts went to something I read recently from “Comfortable in Your Own Skin” by Dr. Deborah Newman ~

~ “It is not a sin to be overweight.  The real sin for many heavy(as well as skinny) people is turning to food(or other substances) to meet needs only God can meet.”[p.81]

I’m not saying I think I’m overweight, but I can relate to turning to food for comfort instead of God.  So the cookies aren’t the problem.  If I ate them with the motive of trying to gain some comfort and peace, then I had a reason to feel guilty.  But I didn’t.  I ate them because they were yummy.  When I thought all this through(I know, I was being a little obsessive here;-), I knew that I didn’t have anything to worry about.  I can enjoy my cookies now, guilt free;-)

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