A Hope for the New Year

I am back trying to lose weight. I had a baby in September, and the dust has settled to where it is now time to move forward again.

Things have changed, however, since I last traveled this road. Weight loss is now bad? Fat acceptance and body positivity is now in? Who knew things would shift this way?

This time around, I have access to one thing that previously felt in low supply: hope. I’ve been down this road SO many times; I know its sharp turns, endless plains, and dark, despairing nights. I also know how the story ends, and have experienced some victories.  It makes the journey that much easier.

But, what of those of you who decided to sit this one out?  Those of you who decided that this particular journey is far too long, and far too difficult, or maybe even not worth it. First, let me say this–I get it. This road is very daunting; the journey can be filled with too many false starts. To much hard work for what often amounts to nothing.  And some of you have decided that taking this journey is more than many of you can bear. So, you wave at me, wish me well, and settle into your new home, vowing to make the best of it.

Well, wait one minute. Please. Before I go.

Please reconsider coming with me.

You see–there may be a shard of hope that may still exist in your heart.  A piece of you that believes that this can happen. The hope you place can be worth it.  You CAN experience victory.

We may have to make a few modifications though.

First, though you have an image of what this looks like, or is supposed to look like, I encourage you to “tear it up.” Yea, I know, you want THIS picture, and this whole journey may not be worth it to you if it doesn’t turn out the way you desire. Again, from a seasoned traveler, THIS doesn’t exist. And the end may not look exactly like you hoped. Still come.

Just to be transparent–“ideal weight loss” was the land I was hoping to go to. I’ve heard it was pretty great there –at least that’s what they say.  Seems that people will do whatever it takes to get there.  I should let you know–I no longer try to make the trek THERE.  I’m going to try to go to a different place this time. Took me awhile, and couple of previous attempts, but I believe I have been convinced.

God has previously traveled with me on all my trips.  His companionship has made all the difference. He just had a WAY ABOUT him, you know? He helped me see things differently or push through my despair and fog with someone who encouraged me to hope again.  His voice calmed and his presence guided. He introduced me to freedom and peace; two places that were so comforting for this weary traveler. He just helped, and I will be taking him with me again.

Since I have been to the destination before, it is tempting to just leave others behind. But no. It is not enough for ME to be free if others are not.

So, I guess I’m getting ready to leave. Along with my companion, we will be traveling to, well, I guess I’m not entirely sure. God promised it would be worth it, and that I’ll be whole and free at the end. I’ll be writing about this journey, and encourage you to join me.

Just think about it.

Yes. Free.

I think I’m at the place where that is good enough for me.