We all live for something. Even if we can’t define the “something” with words, our actions show our “something.” My something used to be perfection. Perfect discipline to create a perfectly toned, perfectly thin, perfectly envy-worthy body. I loved Jesu but He wasn’t the Lord of my life. My thoughts were not centred around Jesus. My emotions were not filtered through Jesus. My days were not centred around Jesus. My life revolved around a perfect body. I spent hours reading magazines, making mental (or physical) lists of what I needed to fix. I watched movies, ignorant of plot lines, hyper-aware of an actress’ body shape. I ate dinner and afterwards, reflected on calorie counts and not flavour.
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
desire of my heart: the blog of jamie delaine.
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