Mindful Eating and the Battle of the Bulge

I’m working on new habits as I focus on my transformation from church zombie (someone that goes to church and doesn’t think for themselves) to a real person.

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All things are lawful for me, but I will not be enslaved by anything.

I Corinthians 6:12 (b)

Eating and food have always been my comfort and my coping mechanism since I was a girl. This is something even Jesus couldn’t shake from me all these years, but now that I’m more focused on me and building who I am, I’m zooming in on bad eating habits. Continue reading “Mindful Eating and the Battle of the Bulge”

Truth Be Told

I’d like to tackle a particular scripture that says  God will not hear the prayer of sinners. Those that take a literalist view of scripture will say that it means what it says without reference to context and the character of God.   One of the greatest detriments to the gospel is teachers that don’t fully explain scriptures but simply repeat them the way they heard them.   There has to come a time when Bible teachers reconcile real Christian life with scriptural fallacies. Continue reading “Truth Be Told”

Healing My Mind

What we mediate on is so important to our mental and emotional health.

I spent so many years thinking about the welfare of my church that now, sometimes, the slightest mention becomes an automatic trigger down a rabbit hole. You don’t grieve over something you didn’t love. Continue reading “Healing My Mind”

My Letter To God

Dear God,

I’m grateful for the life I have now. This one life you’ve given me. Since I handed my life over to you, it has not been easy. I feel peaceful this morning though. Leaving my beloved church behind has been enlightening. I lived that way for 35 years because I believed with all my heart that there was no other way to live but our way, but you showed me the fallacy of that thinking.

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Who God Wants Me To Be

I am becoming who God wants me to be.  The real me. It’s weird that I’m a revelation to my family.  They’re telling me I look younger every day.  My 21 year old son, who is never the sweet, syrupy type, called to tell me how pretty I looked.

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He liked a pic I posted because he said  “it seemed like the real you.  It captures your personality”.  I can be cheeky and sarcastic sometimes. Continue reading “Who God Wants Me To Be”