My weekly weigh-in revealed a two ounce gain…so you can imagine my chagrin. I have five pounds until I hit my goal…which at times, seems so far away. It seemed much less further when I was just TWO pounds away from touching it!
When I widen my goal from a view finder to a wide screen perspective…I’ve come a long way baby! (no need to take a drag on a smoke with that one!). Five left, 65 gone is enough to get the party started in celebration. (Immediately, I think of Kool and the Gang, “Cel-e-brate good times, come on!”)
I need to keep reminding myself I didn’t place the goal number in my heart, God did. I believe something tremendously exciting will happen, like, maybe I’ll get my first piece of writing published, or something delightful will occur at the goal weight!
I did make a podiatrist appointment…which would have occurred in two weeks as the Doc’s on vacation!
(Seriously on vacation when I want to see him, now? How dare he live a balanced life when my foot’s hurting! The gall!)
Then I received a loving comment from Leigh Ann last week, which prompted a sense of urgency.
(* Please pray for Leigh Ann and her foot/ankle to be healed and avoid surgery!)
So, I canceled that appointment and booked with another foot/ankle doc next Wednesday. Which leads me to the nugget God dropped on my heart, I am a rebel with a cause.
Unlike the coiffed hair, leather jacket wearing, cig smokin’, smooth operator, James Dean…
I nod to the “rebel” part but I am certainly not without a cause. My cause is to know Him more. And girl, I’ve gotten to know Him more (and myself) through this commitment to spiritual, physical and emotional health. Paul said it artistically,
[For my determined purpose is] that I may know Him [that I may progressively become more deeply and intimately acquainted with Him, perceiving and recognizing and understanding the wonders of His Person more strongly and more clearly], and that I may in that same way come to know the power outflowing from His resurrection [[a]which it exerts over believers], and that I may so share His sufferings as to be continually transformed [in spirit into His likeness even] to His death, [in the hope] Philippians 3:10 (Amplified Bible)
My rebellious flesh decided to ignore my foot pain, this is until after I get to my goal, then I’ll get it checked out. So again, I focused on end game and my rebellion sidelined me from the running and high impact exercise that I enjoy. I need to listen to not just the promptings of the Holy Spirit but honor the promptings of my body. Cause my body and life is a gift from God. I need to honor and care for it as such…not after I get to my goal weight…
My outward rebellions look drastically different these days…like using the breakfast spoon not just for my oatmeal…he, he!
Monkey see…monkey do:
Pray for our kiddos, would ya!? Dave and I are concerned about their meshed West Virginia and New Jerseyian genetics! 
It is not my outward rebellions, while still important to God, that are significant. It’s my inner rebellions, you know the ones….that others can’t “see”. The ones that only God and I know about (and well, you, since I’m writing about some of them!)
Let us rebel no further, remain committed to the cause and keep pressing forward together!
Take an honest inventory. Where are you wearing a leather jacket, puffed hair, with sexy half-squinted eyes – doing life your own way? What is one area, just focus on one, where have you rebelled, that only you and God know about? God’s not nearly as interested in our tidy outer appearance, but rather a tidy internal life.
Ask God to forgive you, share you struggle with a fellow sister and keep pressing on towards the cause!
