Flattening My Curve

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I’m going to use this time to flatten my curve. The one that protrudes at my waist more than it should.

I know, so not PC. PC tells me I’m supposed to “love my body just the way it is”. PC means that beauty campaigns have finally convinced me that being fat is ok. PC means … “you can’t judge me.”

But, I’m not PC.

And this curve of mine?

It’s got to go.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying that real beauty is only skin deep. Quite the opposite.

God says He does not share man’s obsession with the outward appearance.

But just because I should not be obsessed with my curve does not mean I should neglect it.

I have to manage well that which has been given to me. Great power/great responsibility and all that.

Intellectual, financial, emotional, spiritual, physical – I’m to “steward” it all well, for the glory of God.

And the facts are in. Thinner is better. Mo Weight, Mo Problems (knock off Biggy circa 1997).

I’m feeling motivated.

“Man looks on the outward appearance, but the LORD looks on the hearts.” 1 Samuel 16:7