And the only reason God would still be here is if I can’t earn love at all— no matter how many books I read or how toned my abs are or how many hours of the day I devote the bettering my worldly existence. No, He’d only be here if all those efforts–and my respective…
I’d wager that you have fought or will fight a similar battle of desires. The question for all of us is: Will we live according to our values or according to something (or someone!) else?
I see comfort in my rulebook, but I also see pain. Why? Because each standard I fail lands like a brick on my heart… grinding shards of clay into me with a poisonous whisper: You’ve been here before.
All the tools and biblical knowledge in the world didn’t change the fact that at the end of most days, I laid awake hating myself for choosing the ED over my savior.
Neither you nor I can experience abundance unless we surrender to God. Neither you nor I can experience abundance unless we forsake our definitions of what is “good” or “bad” in our lives.
. For all the years I’ve been struggling, I’ve seldom allowed the words “eating disorder” or “anorexia” to slip past my lips. If I’m honest, I’ve also been hesitant to label myself as “in recovery” at all.
Amid a recent discussion about singleness, I found myself kindly reminding a friend that although I’m married now, I’m just one pandemic removed from singleness.