So, I am very happy to report that I am seven pounds lighter since I started my journey to reclaim my body (closer to 10 pounds at the time of this post). I know the numbers are not my focus but it sure is encouraging to see things move in the right direction. I know I am doing better each day and I am not panicking if I mess up. I’m just taking each day as a new start.
I am struggling to avoid the emotional eating that goes with my stressful day-to-day life but each day I am just trying to do “the next right thing”; like getting out for a walk instead of grabbing a bag of chips. (Although, I must admit the chips have won on a few occasions, recently.)
I friend of mine on Facebook posted her weight loss visually in vases with “gems” in them. The idea was that she would move one gem over to the originally empty jar each time a pound was lost. I am stealing her idea. Something visual is so helpful sometimes and I don’t want to put a picture of a bikini clad woman on my fridge because that is not what this initiative is about for me. (Even if I lose all the weight, I may never wear a bikini again because of what four pregnancies have done to my skin. There are just some things that are not designed for public viewing).
The real weight I am shedding is the weight of my issues with food. I have modified my friend’s idea slightly and have decided to use stones to represent pounds in my journey because each stone that is transferred symbolizes a lifted burden.
I have a room that I am converting into a sacred space: a place for reflection, meditation, prayer and worship. I will keep the jars there to remind me of what God is doing in my life and to keep me connected to Him to accomplish these goals.
Just like Joshua, I will be able to mark God’s power and provision in my life with smooth stones. I have fashioned an altar in a Mason jar: God is here and He is with me.