Things have been a little crazy today at my house. The morning started off with our oldest son throwing a ball through the living room window and ended with my husband and two of the boys shooting BB guns at a mouse in our house. Have I mentioned I am the only female in a house of 7? The mouse thing is particularly offensive to me as a housekeeper. I have to keep reminding myself that this is all part of living in the country. The window thing...well, let's not talk about that one.
Needless to say, my rigid morning routine was thrown out of whack. As I was frantically looking for something to wear to work, I pulled Ole Faithful out of the closet. I am referring to my Little Black Dress. I have a serious love/hate relationship going on with this dress. Snatched off of the sale rack at Lane Gyant, this dress has been a go-to item for me for most of 2010-2011. The loose fitting cut and forgivable fabric hide a multitude of sins. The problem is, I wear it all the time! I try to be sneaky & throw a cardigan over it or maybe dress it down with casual accessories, but seriously, I am fooling no one.
My tired little dress is a great reminder of the situation I am in. No matter how much I try to dress it up or camouflage it, my little issue with food is not hidden to the outside world. I mean, people can see all of this weight I am carrying around. As much as I'd like it to be, my problem with food is no secret.
Hebrews 12:1 says, "..let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us." "Sin which clings so closely" is the real convicting part of the verse for me. My sin is clinging pretty closely around my mid-section at the moment. I absolutely hate the thought of not just pounds of fat that I am dragging around, but pounds of sin. Yikes. Let that sink in for a minute.
I am ready to lay aside this weight. I am also ready to lay aside that little black dress. As soon as it no longer fits, I promise you I am going to burn that dress. That dress is nothing but a reminder of the struggle I have gone through and I am thankful that He is setting me free. God is really stirring something inside of me this week and I pray that you are experiencing the same thing. I just want more of Him and much less of me (in every way possible).
Quick check in on our 30 Day Challenge: Days 6, 7, & 8 have been good. My food goal (no sugar or potatoes) is getting easier every day. My spiritual goal (20 minutes of quiet time with God) has been amazing. My exercise goal (30 minutes per day) is still not great. I only did 15 minutes today and I had plenty of time to do more. I want this to be the only day that I don't give 100% on all 3 goals.
I can't wait to hear from you all on how your first week went. I am praying that HOPE will begin to rise up in you today.