Thursday, May 8, 2008


I am reading "Making Peace With Your Thighs" by Linda Mintle. I am about half way through the book. Her premise seems to be that God has a higher purpose for Us than obsessing over our perceived defects. Also that body dissatisfaction is a result of Original Sin! (Remember the fig leaves and shame over nakedness.)

Verrrry interesting reading. What if my purpose on earth had nothing to do with my size? What if my ability to give love were the important thing? How much time have I now wasted worrying about my fat when I could have been smiling at, being kind to and encouraging people? I always figured my fat got in the way of my reason for being. What if I have had my ladder leaned up against the wrong building this whole time? Must give us pause.

Happy Mother's Day and take care of your dear selves. Love Bea


Vickie said...

Happy Mothers Day to you too. Take care.

Cindy154 said...

I have leaned my ladder against many wrong buildings. I love this post. I think I will make peace with my thighs right away so I can get on with the important stuff. What an inspiration!! Happy Mother's day to you, too!!!!

Anonymous said...

Many times in my life, I have been strongly convicted of the same things. I am 35, there are such strong christian ladies with incredible servant's hearts at my chruch. These ladies serve the Lord in such awesome large and small ways, their beauty is astounding. BUT their physicality is unremarkable, obviosly their lowest priority. I know people will stand at their funerals discussing their kindness, compassion and love of their Savior. It would insult them for anyone to say, "And she maintained a size 8 her whole adult life" . So why do I still worry I am failing because I am a size 14, why do I let this secular thinking grab hold of my self worth?

L.G. said...

I love your post; it's hard to think of the time we spend obsessing about our size, our hair, or whatever it is.

I'm quite sure I have my ladder(s) up against the wrong houses too.

daisyk said...

It's impossible for me to be in touch with important people when I'm eating, & thus impossible to say to them that I did a favor or a good deed, that I accomplished something, that I love & need them. That's when I have my ladder propped improperly.

On the other hand, when I'm eating, I'm obsessing more about my thighs because I know I'm increasing their girth. When I'm clean I have a much better chance of accepting them because I know my food will take me to the body God intends me to have in the time God intends it to take.

Please remind me of this every once in a while.

Great post, as always.