"I am not my body."-Stephanie Nielson (nienie)
I believe that I made a choice in heaven to come to earth and obtain a body. I believe that I really wanted to have a body. I believe that I knew that their would be discomfort, pain, and illness, but that there would also be joy and health. I believe in a God that gave us this opportunity to have an earthly experience and that every single day is a blessing and a gift to prove to Him we are willing to learn and grow.
And since I am on the subject of my beliefs...
I also believe that there is an adversary to this earthly/heavenly plan. I believe that he did not get a body. I believe that he will do everything he can to get us to debase/hate/obsess/belittle/hurt our bodies. I believe it is one of his greatest tools. I think he is jealous. I think he gloats every time we despise our body.
I believe that as women, mothers, sisters, daughters, friends we care way TOO much about fitting into a body ideal. We spend too much time, money, energy, emotions, worry, brain cells in obtaining what we think is perfect. Our bodies are not perfect. No matter what we do on this earth, they won't be perfect. They are, however, perfectly what we need them to be and sometimes what our Father in Heaven thinks they ought to be.
I am not saying that "all things are for a reason" or that I can eat myself silly/succumb to illness/abuse harmful substances because it was "meant to be." I want to treat my body as the most incredible gift given to me by the most revered King. But it will fade. It will weaken. It will break and wilt and eventually fail. It is exactly what I wanted and what I need. It is my experience.
As mothers, we should show our daughters how much we love and respect our own bodies. Then they will learn to love theirs. We should tell our daughters how our souls, our spirits, are the most beautiful and unique. Maybe they will know of their divinity and feel the confidence that they are daughters of a loving Heavenly Father. As mothers, we need to express gratitude for our own bodies. We need to find all of the good and all of the working parts. We should tell our daughters how awesome we are. Then they will see how awesome they are, too.
I pray everyday that I can do this for myself and for my Maggie.
almost eight years ago
1. Rhett in a stroller, going for a stroll, getting some vitamin D
2. having to REWRITE this post, which made me think about it even more (first one was WAY better)
3. helpful, informative doctor appointments