Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Fast On.

For 21 days, we are joining our church family in the Daniel Fast (we started Monday, so this is day 3). If you aren't familiar, this fast involves eliminating meat, dairy, animal products, sugar, coffee, tea, leavened bread and more. You basically eat fruits, vegetables, and nuts and drink water.

Historically, people have fasted for many purposes: clarity, peace, closer relationship with God, an answer to a prayer and so forth. My fast is about surrendering deeper to God's call on my life. I didn't make New Year's resolutions this year for several reasons. First, resolutions feel a lot like rules, and I don't like rules. In fact, I have spent a good part of my life breaking them. And second, I have quit all the things I want to quit, and I don't intend to take up any new bad habits. If I do, then I'll rethink this next January 1st.

What I do, however, is start every day with the promise of being kinder, more patient, more compassionate. I really believe turning 40 changes you, and I feel now more than ever that I can really be in the moment. I no longer get all worked up about a stain on the carpet or a broken glass or any other sort of material loss that would have unhinged me before.

Things aren't as important anymore. I used to want new furniture and new clothes and new stuff (we did just get a new car, but that was a necessity not a luxury), now, I am outrageously happy with what I have. My kitchen table scarred with glitter, nail polish, paint, and more. My sofa worn from three kids bouncing on it. Our house and our stuff is more than good enough.

And in that same vein, so is my body. This morning, when I looked in the mirror, instead of seeing hair that desperately needed to be washed, I saw little fingers twisting that hair to fall asleep at night. I saw the one perfect curl that falls beside my face every morning because my husband twirls it around his finger when he falls sleep. And I am enough. My unwashed, uncolored hair is good enough.

Instead of thinking what new exercise I could pin (yes, pin, someday I will actually do them, maybe) to flatten my stomach, I remembered the three times that same stomach had been stretched to outrageous proportions as my most precious gifts grew inside. My not-as-flat-as-it-once-was stomach is good enough.

I looked at the lines on my face and thought not of what new wrinkle cream would come in my Birchbox, but instead of all the experiences etched in those lines. I might have considered the wrinkle cream for minute; give me a break I'm in process. I thought of eyes that winked at my little athletes so they knew I saw their play and lips that had kissed so many boo boos and feverish heads. The face in the mirror doesn't look the same as the face in my mind. The face in the mirror doesn't look the same as it did 10 years ago, but it's good enough.

In my 20's and 30's, I wanted to take pictures and make scrapbooks of every single moment (not that there's anything wrong with that) but now, I just want to live in those moments. The memories are all ready captured in my heart and my mind.

So today, hungry, 15 pounds away from my goal weight, with dirty hair and a cold, I'm good enough. Good enough for my beautiful husband, my amazing little loves, my friends, and most of all for God. So, if you are looking in the mirror and seeing flaws, please stop. Look at what's right. Be as kind to yourself as you are to your best friend. See yourself as the person who loves you the most sees you. You are more than good enough; in fact, you are wonderful, and you are loved.

6 comments:

  1. I LOVE your new blog design. It's more than good enough. Some of the fonts are wonky, but I think of the monks who died creating those fonts and know they would want me to love them. So I do. Because they are good enough.

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  2. Beautiful and true words Mary~ Love it and the 40's!

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    1. Thank you, Jen! Me too!! xoxo soul sister :)

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  3. The people who truly love us appreciate us for who we are, and not an ideal of what we should be. And loving ourselves is truly part of this as well...

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    1. Absolutely, Irving. Thank you for reading and commenting. Hope that you and your family had a wonderful Christmas and best wishes for many blessings in 2014.

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