Health & Body
[Guest Post by Meredith Munro] – When it comes to body shape and size, I feel more like Halloween body parts. Let me explain. I’ve spent most of my life being rail thin and tall like a skeleton–a whopping 5’8″ and 3/4ths, baby! I ate whatever I
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[Monthly Columnist – Rebekah Snyder] – Please don’t judge me for my skinny body. “Oh my gosh, Rebekah, you are sooo skinny!” She said it like it was a compliment. As if she had called me cute or gorgeous or some other word that could lift a wounded spirit or brighten
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[Guest Post by Lindsay Kathleen] – If you would have asked me as a teen if I loved my scarred body, I would have told you a big fat NO! The last question a parent wants to answer is, “Would you like us to make the incision vertically down her chest
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[Guest Post by Arlene Pellicane] – It was a breakfast appointment with an unexpected blessing. A green blessing! My husband James and I were at a business breakfast a few weeks ago with a group of realtors–my husband is a realtor–in fact, he sold Renee and Marc their house!
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[Guest Post by Sarah Miller] – I hate my body. Or at least, that’s what I would have said if you had met me two years ago, before God decided to radically change my life AND my body. I had always been overweight–and ridiculed for it. From the age
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[Guest Post by Leeann] – I am exactly five foot tall and I have always hated my short body. I have hated my toes that are funny and irregularly shaped. I blamed my legs for my lack of height. Every year I was the shortest in my class. I try on
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[Guest Post by Kimberly Davidson Campbell] – Weight gain and the numbers on the scale have always been a troublesome spot for my mind and heart. From the time I was in 3rd grade I remember disliking the school pictures for the year book. I always criticized them and stared at
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[Guest Post by Angela McNeil] – Thunder Thighs, more cushion for the pushin’, child bearing hips, Saddlebags… I can go on and on about the names I was called throughout my life–it didn’t stop at high school. Even when I was on the swim team super active in sports,
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Hands and feet are the two body parts I used to hate and wish I never had. The two body parts that–along with my head–cost me almost ten years of my life. I’ve shared my story before and I’ll share it again. It was because of
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This week God has been teaching me a lot about how to love me. First, there was this idea to start a series called I Love My Body. I invited many fabulous women (and men) to share their body stories. Stories of hate. Stories of acceptance. The series kicked off
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[Guest Post by Chine Mbubaegbu] – I love my body. This is something I couldn’t have written this a few years ago. Because loving my body certainly has not come easily to me. You could say our love affair has been a tumultuous one. Sure, we’ve had some fleeting
