So......I've lost the weight. Yep. Yep, I have. I've slimmed down and I'm so, so very happy. But then once November hit, life became so busy and hectic and crazy at work that we weren't able to exercise for the last two months. We did make it to the gym, true, but we weren't able to walk everyday. And then a little thing called stress came along and became my new best friend. My hair started falling out - it's much thinner now -, and a few other things happened.
I feel like God has really been speaking to me lately, telling me not worry and to trust Him.
That's a big word. Even bigger for a 16-going-on-17 yrd who wants everything laid out so she knows just want she has to do. I'm a list-maker, a worrier, a I-need-to-do-this-and-that-and-work-really-hard-so-this-will-happen-person. :) But then I go to Mass, and I kneel before the One who loves me most and I know deep in my heart that it doesn't matter. That all I'm really doing is kneeling before God, and instead of thanking Him for allowing me to slim down, I'm upset and demanding for more - to be perfectly toned and fit...to have little to no "body fat". To be in great shape.
And you what He says? "Look at you. I created you in My image and likeness. My light shines within you. You are a living Tabernacle for me, just as my holy Mother was....do you not see how meek and humble she was? How overcome with joy to be a living Tabernacle? You, my daughter, are given the same blessing. You receive Me into your soul and carry Me with you in your heart. Why would you be ashamed of the body I have given you?
You are beautiful in My eyes....when will you realize, little one, that the eyes of the world do not matter? Be still, and know that I am God. And that You are beautiful, for I made you."
And really, what more could a girl ask for? :)
So this year, I'm looking at myself with new eyes. I see a girl who is strong and energetic, happy and in shape. A girl who looks exactly how God intended her too...and I think that is a very beautiful thing indeed.