It has taken me a long time to realize that I need to be more concerned about my soul in the shell that holds my soul. Since I was probably 18 or 19 years old I have struggled with weight. I’ve watched other women have children and lose their weight right away and been jealous of their accomplishment. It wasn’t until recently that it donned on me the shell is not everlasting. My children’s grandmother recently passed away. I went to see her in her final days and it was one of the most disturbing experiences because she didn’t look like herself at all. Sadly she looked as though she was dying. It really helped me realize that no matter what my outsides look like, provided I’m clean, modest, etc., it’s my insides that are going to make that eternal leap into heaven or hell. And it won’t matter one bit whether my shell weighs 125 pounds or 350 pounds.
Soul vs. Shell
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I suppose you could call me a middle aged woman. My hubs and I have 5 kids and soon to be 7 grand kids. I am 41. Is that middle aged? I guess?!? I, like everyone else on the planet, have gone through some great, horrible, fun & lonely times. I want to share, and hear, other stories about life. We can all relate to someone in some area. I am hoping some of my experiences may help someone else. I love Jesus and my lifetime adventure with him is truly what fuels me. View all posts by Joycy
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I agree Joy. Those words you wrote helped me. I feel it is an attack of th enemy to keep us so focused on this “shell” that we can’t focus on the things that really matter. The world says we should look a certain way but I have to realize the Lord loves me no matter how I look. I agree we have to do our best but I get tired of it controlling my life.
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I hear you! I realized though that if I don’t appreciate myself, exactly how I am, then I am criticizing God’s creation. He made me this way for a reason 🙂 love u Ma!
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