If I hear one more time "you're not fat" I think I am going to scream. Let me just tell you, you're not fooling anyone, especially not me. I am fat, and I think by medical standards, I might even be the 'O' word, and I am not talking about that 'O' word we love, I mean the word OBESE!
I don't care if you tell me that you love me, I am fat, and you would think that someone who is so bothered by being fat would do something about it. I do, and then I stop, and then I do it, and then I don't.... and over and over the cycle goes. And I hate myself a little more each time I fall off the weight watcher's bandwagon. It's not their program that doesn't work, it's me. It's all me. I'm a great starter but not such a good finisher. that's why I am glad God does a work in me, and He won't stop until He's finished.
There are 4 of us that started today. It's a lot of work. Planning for every meal, every snack, even the ones you might not eat, but just in case, because no one likes to be hungry, especially not me. But I think it's worth it. I think I have hit the wall of being sick of myself.
2 Corin 5:17 Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!