I have noticed that I am a happier person when I have goals in mind and I slowly chip away at them. Sometimes these goals I have for myself turn into things that I didn't expect. Recently, I have lost over 40lbs and still going. Initially the journey was just about getting the weight off, but in between I have learned to respect every stretch mark and pound lost. I may not ever feel comfortable enough to be in a bathing suit again, but I am OK with that. I have made a baby, and not everyone can say they did that! I also breastfed my child for 13 months. I basically gave my body up for almost two years in order to better my son. I would do it all over again minus a few slices of pizza and sour patch kids.
After I finish this summer semester up I am going to challenge myself to read the bible. I have discovered that I really don't know as much as I should about my faith. How can I even call myself a Christian when I haven't even attempted to read the whole bible. Sure, I know the major stories of the bible, but I need to be equipped with more than that. I have questions that I have just put to the back of my head, but it is time to go looking for the answers. I hope to get out of this a better understanding of what I believe in and the ability to stand up to whoever questions my beliefs. Sadly, at this point in time I would probably be made out to look like a fool. I know my heart is in the right spot, but I think God expects more out of us than that. I know everything about my parents, husband, son, and best friends...why wouldn't I want to know all of God's story?
