“We were made for more than this. More than this failure. More than this cycle. We were made for victory.” Lysa TerKeurst, Made to Crave
Last week I wrote about my weight loss journey that began last year, and today I wanted to share a small (but large to me) victory. Everyone knows how much they dread getting their drivers license photo taken, no matter how much time prepping in front of the bathroom mirror, no matter how much time spent blow drying and flat ironing that lovely mess of a mop we call our hair, that picture is always HORRID! How do they do that? It's like they take a special training course on how to take the most unflattering picture. Well today as I patiently sat waiting in the longest line ever at the DMV, I thought, no matter what this picture has to be better than the last. As I sat in the chair, answered the questions (Yes, I am an organ donor) and saw that lovely flash that seems to be as bright as the surface of the sun, I smiled. It was refreshing to hear the clerk look at me and say "Wow, you look great! Look at your picture." Looking back at me on that little screen was the old me, and the new me. I can't tell you how good it felt to see HALF of the old me looking back. My face was half as wide, skin bright, and a great confident smile. No more giant double chin, no more blotchy skin, no more awkward half smile.
I left the DMV, not discouraged, but with an entirely new sense of determination, because the next time, I'm looking forward to looking at the new HALF me. It made it a little easier to grab that water and eat my pile of steamed cauliflower for lunch and graciously ignore the pile of cookies in the break room. I'm fighting this fight, not for beauty, not for you, not for acceptance, but for me. Fighting for my health, my confidence, my family.
“Don’t you realize that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit, who lives in you and was given to you by God? You do not belong to yourself, for God bought you with a high price. So you must honor God with your body.”
1 Corinthians 6:19-20 NLT
I know how easy it is to put off working out or to not want to cook dinner tonight. I work nights and I'm telling you that working night shift in an ER/ICU will at times make you consider physical harm to someone who comes between you and caffeine or that sugary snack. Self control is a choice. I choose to get healthy.
P.S. Say a little prayer for our weight race team, initial weigh ins are this week... EEK!