Oh yall.

I am just loving so many moments with this book, yep, talkin' about Made to Crave again. I have underlined and made notes, circled and starred so many things on so many pages of this book . Don't worry this copy is not from the library. *smile*
The neatest thing is that what I am learning applies to so many areas of life.

Here are some neat things:
1. She/Lysa talks about how we are often jealous of the skinny girl that eats and eats and doesn't gain. Or in my case, husband. *wink*
Her response to this thought: " I remind myself that God did not make me to be her." And, "He created my body so that it would experience the consequences of (my) choice, so that I wold continually be drawn back into His arms."
I also am seeing that my body can be a reflection of God's power in my life or lack of it. Based on how it looks when I clearly am healthy enough to do "better".

She quotes a a "skinny" girl who wrote Lysa (the author) her about an eating disorder.  The girl said, "Little is just an image."

I LOVE that! I am not seeking to be "little" or even be to be a certain image that is perfect. I just want my body's health to be a reflection of the self-control God has promised to bless me with as His child. That is, when I let Him into that part of my life. I can honor him with a healthy - not perfect- body.  My body can reflect HIS power in me.

Lysa also tells a story about God pushing her to a point where she had nothing left and HAD to choose to rely on God to take each step. While her struggle was physical I can see that God is pushing me to trust Him in the moments that I am emotional and stressed to the point that I want to eat to relieve that and cannot make the right choice in MY OWN strength. He wants to me to do it in HIS strength. Maybe that is why he has allowed such physical limitations on me right now.  He knew that I could push myself in my own strength pretty far in that department but stress and emotions were where I needed to be pushed.
The time in my life when I was the thinnest. 1993. Was a time in my life that was the most trying for me emotionally that I was forced to live each day, no, correction,  each BREATH in his strength. I was broken inside and He was filling me.  I was not looking to be filled any other way at that time. I lost weight without even trying. Really I was not even trying at that time.
Funny huh? Can I recreate that in my life now? What do you think? Please comment on this post or I will think you skipped it cause it was so long. or you fell asleep.