I am obsessed with my looks. There, I said it.
Not the type of obsessed that I can’t pass a mirror or other reflective surface without checking myself out. I’m not arrogant in that I think I’m so beautiful that I simply must have another look at myself. I don’t take selfies anywhere and everywhere and scatter them throughout various outlets of social media. I don’t make selfie books for my husband, Kim Kardashian-style. But I’m obsessed with certain aspects of my appearance.
I don’t quite know how or when this “obsession” started, but I suspect it had something at least in part to do with an unkind boyfriend I had my freshman year of college. Though I was 5’ 7” and maybe 110 pounds on a water-retention kind of day, he made the remark at some point that I could “stand to lose a little weight.” For someone who’d endured some hurtful comments about my looks (something about me not being as pretty as other girls) early in my youth, I had already suffered a few dings to my self-esteem, so this jab about my weight was particularly stabbing and I took it straight to the heart.
Our imagination is a beautiful thing. As children, we saw the world as a lovely place where everything was bright, beautiful, and above all, happy. Fast forward to present day; are my thoughts still as innocent and pure as they once were? Do my thoughts reflect my close walk with Jesus that I claim to have? On some occasions I would have to say that they are not. I’m not..
She plopped down on the couch, readjusting the the throw pillow she knocked out of place. That was the end of it. The whole first floor was immaculately clean. Martha Stewart couldn’t have found a way to make it more spotless. She looked down at the phone in her hand. “I just loaded the kids in the car. We will be home in less than thirty minutes.”
Less than thirty minutes, and her immaculate..
“If I do things my way I will be happy. I can’t trust God with something like this!”
“God’s ways are too religious for me, I need to make things happen my way or else I won’t be happy.”
“Only I know what I need. My future is my problem. Jesus can just come along with me for when I need help.”
“This is too precious a thing to trust God with.”
All of these statements are made from people who have..
If you are at all like me, you have a busy life, with lots to do, lots of work, lots of family, and a lot of responsibility. My family owns and operates a web design business from home; we home-school, cook and clean, care for a 20 acre Ranch, and care for each other on a daily basis.
With all of the work that is put into our farm and business it’s easy to become discontent and unhappy with the..
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It is the start of a new year, new goals, new friends, new days to begin and enjoy. As we look back on the year we have just experienced we are reminded of the times we were made stronger through hard days, the times we smiled and laughed so hard we couldn’t control ourselves, the times we loved deeply, and the times we cried ourselves to sleep. But we look ahead,..
What is love?
There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.
How many of you have a family? A husband and children? A mom or dad? Brothers or sisters? What are your viewpoints on family value? Did you know that God is greatly and exceedingly pleased when we unconditionally love our families?
Many women and men alike take for granted the great and awesome gift of family life. We desire friends and approval from other people while God is waiting for you to..
The topic of this article is having patience in tribulation. I would like to share a personal experience with you to start things off. When I was 16 I was moving some very heavy furniture by myself. (I’ve never been the one to wait for the man power!) Well the next day my lower back was in terrible pain. I didn’t know what was wrong with it at the time but after several cat scans, x-rays, and..