So, I have lost 30 pounds since I started this inspired quest to be healthy. God was my motivation as I was blatantly living recklessly and with gluttony, as big a sin as any sin. I wanted to obey my dear Lord God in every area of my life. Not only that, but on top of it, I was unable to do everything He asked me too, not having enough energy or stamina and in pain when I forced it.
Thr numbers matter because to me, they motivate. When I see them go down, I know progress is being made. I know I am obeying God and that success is echoed by looser fitting clothing and greater energy and no pain. And today I was asked to play the piano for chapel services in assisted living facilities and that is something I can do bow and take my kids. How beautiful.
People say the numbers don’t matter. To me they do. I have to have that encouragement that I am doing the right thing. I get it very few other places. Most people I see regularly have not said one word- I am not sure if they are convicted and avoid the topic or they think if they compliment they would be misconstrued as flirting or perhaps 30 pounds is no big deal of a difference, but it doesn’t matter. I am not losing for them and just find it a curiosity, but the numbers encourage me. When I started in June and had 50 pounds to lose, that number was a bit daunting, even to me who rises to a challenge, but having 30 pounds gone in just 2 1/2 months the healthy way, I am more than half way there and it feels good that I am obeying. And I am healthy and strong doing it.
So, there is why the numbers matter to me. Other people have different stories and numbers are bad guys for good reasons and I get that completely and respect you for where you are on your journey. This is just my opinion and reasoning, in case anyone wanted to know. God bless you!❤