Changing the Way I See Me

Two weeks ago I joined 20 other people, some of them strangers, for a biggest loser challenge. The challenge last 12 weeks, and yes, it goes through the holidays.

I have done this challenge before and I gained.

This time it is different. Not because I am "dieting" but because I am changing the way I see me.

My old thinking was that I deserved to be overweight. I used my obesity as a shield to protect me. It was an odd security blanket. It was easier for me to be obese. In my mind I held on to the obesity in order to have excuse should something from my past happen again.

God is working wonders in my life. He is changing my thinking.

"For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them." Ephesians 2:10

I am His workmanship. I don't need to hide behind my weight. He made me to do His good works.

I have been changing my eating habits and I am starting a Couch to 5k. Today was weigh in day and I have lost 7 pounds in two weeks.

My biggest success is changing my mind, my thinking, my attitude, my heart. I wont let the past control me anymore. I wont let the past keep me from doing His good works anymore. I wont let the past keep me from being who He created me to be.

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