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Weight WatchersA month ago a slightly nervous friend approached me at church to ask if I would be her weight loss buddy. We both knew we wanted to approach weight loss in a God-honoring way. Meaning, mostly, that rather than just focusing on worldy goals of looking better, buying new clothes, or even being healthy, we wanted our goal to be glorifying God and getting freedom from the sin of gluttony. Now, lest you think we be spiritual giants, we spent our first meeting at Weight Watchers together being very "inspired" by the awesome outfit our skinny leader was wearing. Her skirt was to die for, or at least to lose a hundred pounds for.
I am so very thankful for this friend. Had she not approached me a month ago, I would never have joined Weight Watchers. I've been a member in the past, but always quit after having a bad week or looking around and realizing that most of the women there had very little weight to lose and being overwhelmed by the amount that I had to lose.
Joining Weight Watchers was hard because of the cost and the time involved. We don't live on a super- tight budget, but I feel incredibly guilty asking my husband to forfeit $40 of his hard-earned dollars each month just to pay for my needs. Then there's the time that I have to take away from the family to attend the meetings, which is about an hour an half including travel time each week. After the first week, I almost quit because of the guilt I was feeling about the time and money involved.
Then I reminded myself of my recent VBA3C (Vaginal Birth After 3 Cesareans). At 36 weeks I switched care providers to one who was two hours away right in the middle of the $4/gallon gas hike of last summer. Each week my husband had to take an entire day off of work to drive me to my doctor. Some of the weeks, we had to ask grandparents to take time off of work to watch the kids. The gas alone cost us $50 each week. We lost money that we had paid the original doctor. We lived on the edge not knowing how labor would occur and wether we would make it to the hospital in time. My whole family sacrificed time and money so that I could experience my VBA3C.
Was it worth it? YES!! Both my husband and my mother, who attended the birth, will testify to the miraculous nature of the experience. I remind myself of this whenever I start feeling guilty about the time and money involved in Weight Watchers. Yes, I will have to take time away from my family for meetings and for exercise, but in the end my whole family will be blessed by my obedience to the Lord and my good health. And no matter how much time, money, hard work, and inconvenience it takes to get freedom from the sin of gluttony, it will be worth it. So, thanks my dear weight loss buddy. Thank you for listening to the Lord and approaching me, even though you thought I might be offended.
*** the pics you see are my Weight Watchers record book. It started as plain grey, and I figured that if I had to look at it for the next year or more, it needed to be pretty. 1:34 PM - Jun. 2, 2009 - post comment
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