Hi, I’m Christina!
And I’m so honored and excited that you’re here.
You are the reason I keep writing. Because I want you to know the things I wish someone had told me. I want to share with you what I have learned and am still learning about living a whole, full, healthy life in all areas: mind, body, and soul.
So thanks for being here, and for allowing me to share my heart and my life with you. My prayer is that as I share my thoughts you will come to see that I care deeply about you, no matter if we’ve met, we’ve written, or we don’t know each other. I am and always will be praying for you.
Sometimes I still get nervous to share my before/after photos. I have this idea in my head that people will look at it and only see how overweight I had become. I fear they will judge me. I think of all things they “probably” think about me…
So yeah, I’m not the perfect Christian. Not always the loving, well-behaved daughter of God. But He is big enough to handle my big, complicated emotions. He is understanding enough to listen to my angry ranting and raving.
Tired of feeling distraught when the scale doesn’t show you a number that pleases you? I was too. Here’s how I stopped letting my weigh-in days affect my mood!
And then (as they do sometimes) my day sort of crumbled into a heaping mess and then the messiness dripped into the next day too… and soon enough I forgot about the photo. I forgot about my big, awesome, fitness accomplishment.
This is hard to write because I’ve known for awhile that one of the things I need to do in order to leave my old ways behind me and fully step into the new me… I need to label myself as an actual sugar addict.
In the past I would have made a lot of excuses and rationalized to myself all the reasons why I deserve to eat whatever I want and order my own heaping pile of fries because why not? It’s been a long day and “you deserve it” I would have said to myself.
This all being said…I love my life so, so much and I love being busy and having lots to do. But the one thing I had to learn the hard way was that every day, first thing in the morning… it IS my turn to take care of ME first.