Thursday, August 12, 2010

Owning Who I Am

Since I have started changing my eating habits and exercising I have lost about 20lbs and three or four dress sizes.  My old clothes simply don’t fit anymore.  They either look really bad or won’t even stay up.  I broke down a bit ago and started replacing them.

I had pictured making do until I reached my final weight loss goal.  Yet I find that is taking too long and I can’t put it off.  So next week while I am on vacation I am going to replace most of my clothes.  I will also get rid of my old ones (that aren’t actually all that old.)

I think there is some wisdom in it beyond wanting new clothes (which is really enough to be honest.)  I need to own this new person I have become.  My body is different now.  I look different.  I need to pass on my old clothes because they no longer represent who I am.

Sunday, August 08, 2010


Today at church a woman was telling her powerful story about her faith journey. No matter what someone’s story is, it always makes me reflect on mine. Where are the similarities? What can I glean from the story? If I were to tell my story today, what would I say?

I haven’t been writing for a while. Mostly it seems that I don’t have a lot to say that I haven’t already said. I also realized that I needed to start going to God first before I told my story on this blog. The thing is, sometimes it is hard to interpret what I am hearing from God.

Today I wondered what story I would tell if I were to tell it. My story is full of trial and overcoming trial. A lot of things have happened to me that others find dramatic. Yet so much of that seems like history to me. I am wondering what story I am living today.

Over the past several months I have been very much focused on my health. I got to the point where I couldn’t very even function very well. I have seen a vast improvement. I am still focused on my health. I am wondering today if that is enough of a story. I am struggling with what else I should become involved in. I know that when I have too much on my plate I am vulnerable to so much. Yet I sense that God is calling me to something else.

Is it just to be honest about my health story? Or is there something more?