Part II

You know, God's faithfulness never ceases to amaze me. I spent the entire day yesterday thinking about, complaining about, obsessing about my weight. And then last night, in the few hours of sleep that I'm getting these days (courtesy of the Look Alike's schedule and my inability to sleep if there are birds chirping outside, even at 5 freaking 30), I had a dream. No idea what the rest of the dream was about, but I remember putting my hand on my hip and feeling the curve of my waist. It was littler. Not little, but smaller. I had this breezy feeling that I'd lost another 20 lbs of so (which would get me down to my pre-pregnancy weight with the Firecracker Princess), and I know it was a promise from Him that even when I am faithless, He is faithful.

About a year ago I took an inner healing class that taught writing what we hear God say to us, and one of the things I wrote down was "I chose the slope of your nose, the curve of your hip, the arch of your foot". And yes, the hairs on my head.

I'm sure I'll continue to worry about this weight issue, but maybe not in such a hopeless sense any longer. Two pounds in two weeks is still a loss, and aren't we warned "not to despise the day of small things"?