Reflections from 5 years ago:
I am God's creation. I am His child.
I want to glorify Him in all I do. That's why I am determined to use my weight loss to inspire others. My body is a temple from the Lord. I did not lose the weight the first time because of how others saw me. I was very unhappy with myself. And my being unhappy with myself caused my relationship with Him to suffer. So I turned to the Lord and asked for His guidance, and then I joined Weight Watchers.
I am blessed to be His child. And I am thankful for the success He has given and will give me.
"Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your body." 1 Corinthians 6:19-20
For those of you who don't know, I've been training all summer for the Susan G. Komen Austin Race for the Cure. If you're inspired by my story, please click here to support me and help raise money to find a cure for Breast Cancer. Two women in my family have had breast cancer. One lost her battle - my great Aunt Mary. My Aunt Joanne is a survivor. Several women in Stephen's family have had breast cancer. His Grandma Reba lost her life. Aunt Debbie and Aunt Janet are both survivors. I'm sure there are more in the family as well as many around me - Molly, my dear friend, is a survivor. I am running in honor of them. I am running for my health. I am running for Him.
Just today I was thinking about how "unfun" it is to run alone. I doubt it would be "fun" at all to run with anyone, but if I had someone to pant to throughout the run, it might be easier???
And then I got to thinking, I'm NOT running alone. I'm running with Him. My heavenly father is with me the entire time. And I like to think that He's cheering me on. When I think about it, I recall several moments when I'm running and I hear that voice in my head, "You can do it. . . don't quit," and I have decided that it's not me talking. . it's Him. And that makes me want to do this even more.
He gave me this life. He did not make me overweight. And even with all the excuses I can give for who I have become physically, I realize this has also been a spiritual battle. And one that I'm not going to "win" on my own. I have to rely on Him.
And that's what I'm going to do.
So. . . I'm about to run the race. . . . but I will not run it alone.