I read the following in C. Jane Kendrick's blog yesterday, and it spoke to my soul. I struggle with these same thoughts and feelings. I wanted to pass these words along, and say THANK YOU to Jane for the perspective and the inspiration, then I'll let you think about it for yourself.
I heard a voice say, "So what if you're fat?"
And I thought about it. Fat has always been so scary to me. The word, the way it flings out of the mouth when you say it, the way it sticks when it lands. FAT. The Devil's own word to sum up everything that isn't right. "I am fat" has a thousand meanings, the least being unhealthy, the most being unimportant. I have lived in fear of fat for so long, it eats me furious and terribly and leaves me heavier than any number on the scale.
But here was a thought, holding up a mirror to say, here's fat. So what?
Are your eyes any less blue?
Is your hair any less thick?
Or your body any less vigorous?
Did those noodles taste exquisite?
Was the conversation interesting?
When you cracked the brulee, did it pop?
Does your husband desire you?
Are your children charming?
Is your home still cozy and warm?
If you are fat, are you still from heaven?
Are you always divine?
Now, I know as well as anyone that we need to make physical health, and weight management, a priority in our lives. But I also know, and this is the message for today, that our spiritual selves are also very important, and probably — no, definitely — more so, than our physical selves. It's a balance, and it's crucial that we don't get overly-focused on what the world tells us is our ideal. We are children of God — every person on earth. And He loves us all, equally, no matter what we look like.
That's all for today... now go and love yourself! God does.
“It is a serious thing to live in a society of possible gods and goddesses, to remember that the dullest and most uninteresting person you talk to may one day be a creature which, if you saw it now, you would strongly be tempted to worship, or else a horror and a corruption such as you now meet, if at all, only in a nightmare. All day long we are, in some degree, helping each other to one or other of these destinations. It is in the light of these overwhelming possibilities, it is with the awe and the circumspection proper to them, that we should conduct all our dealings with one another, all friendships, all loves, all play, all politics. There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal.” —C.S. Lewis