When my family lived in Colorado, our neighborhood in Ft. Collins had a wonderful recreational pool at which my brother and I always whiled away our summer days. We love, love, loved it there. When I was 9, my mom signed me up for the summer swim team. I wasn't a particularly skilled swimmer. But, I did enjoy the challenge of learning different strokes and spending as much time in the pool as possible. Because I struggled to keep up with the other kids on my team, my coach put me through with the string of 6 years old when it came time to swim at my first meet. It was then that I met a very mean little girl who had the guile to whisper to her teammate (obviously, not so quietly), "That is a big 6 year old." Ouch. This 9 year old was crushed. Although I knew I was not 6, I was just a 9 year old whose freestyle was a bit floppy, I didn't have the courage to correct that audacious little girl.
Almost as quickly as the water engulfed my entire body when I'd jump excitedly into the pool, insecurity came flooding in and over me.
Who needs to be insecure about their size when they're only 9 years old?
Years later, having spent too much of life struggling with my weight, yo-yoing back and forth on the scale, trying different diets, methods, etc. I've decided to give up.
I've decided to give up on being insecure, making exuses, and expecting to see results without much effort on my part.
Though the saying goes, "Good things come to those who wait," I've found that good things come to those who also work hard. And to those who are journeying with me (whether in body or spirit), I ask you to check in with me periodically and ask, "Are you working hard?"
And with God as my strength, my source, and He who truly satisfies, in 2010, I will be thin.