Good Morning Girls!  Praise God for Girls like you!  You read my insanity and lifted me up in prayer and encouragement.  You all scared the devil away and INSPIRED me to get up, dust off, and go another round! 

Not sure where I would be this a.m. if those of you who loved on me did not take the time to do so!  Not sure where I would be.....just pretty sure it would not be in front of my computer with my bible open ready to receive some Word and pass it along to you!  So again......praise God for the Girls.......or like the cute t-shirt I saw at Kohl's read "holla for my peeps" with a bunch of marshmallow peeps chicks on the front (if anyone sees one in a medium I'll take it and I will pay you back for it)

So you may be wondering what happened to the Fat Girl.  I was writing about her daily and then suddenly stopped writing all together.  I guess I can best describe what happened in this analogy:

I have a big walk in closet.  I take 3/4 of it and give Tom 1/4 (pretty generous I think).  I have my clothes and shoes arranged in somewhat of a rhyme and reason.  However, every once in awhile it loses its rhyme and  I lose my reason and on a hormonal day I take out all the stuff in every little cubby, shelf, box and hanger and throw it on the bedroom floor.  This usually happens twice a year when I switch out the fall/winter and spring/summer clothes (though there really doesn't seem like a need to these days with the 10 months of fall/winter).

So everything is piled on the floor.  At this point I have to go through each item and decide if I want to keep it, give it, sell it.  There are always items I need to try on to see if they even fit anymore (funny how body parts keep relocating isn't it?) Then I have to decide if it goes back in the closet or in a bin for storage.  There are always a few in the "I don't know" pile.  And I am sad to admit that there are always 2-3 items in the "Bless the Lord oh my soul these will fit me someday" pile.  (now I know that pile should just be pitched out the window with my scale.....but I am not there yet.  I still believe I can fit this square peg of a butt into a triangle pair of pants.......baby steps in the mental progress.....)

This process time consuming.  Its fun at first.....then its not.  I inevitably have a few moments where I just lay in the middle of all the piles and think "too bad I can't just throw it all away and get all new stuff".  But I can't.  I need to finish what I started.  I need to put things back in their place.

And that's what happened with me and the Fat Girl.  I ambitiously purged everything out of my mental closet at once which seemed fine at first.  Then one day I found myself sprawled out on my bedroom floor surrounded by everything that had been pulled out of me.  It was one big mess of a pile.

I had to organize it. Just like my clothes I had to go through each item and first decide what pile is goes into.  A pile of emotions.  A pile of memories.  A pile of lies.  A pile of truths.  A pile of revelations. 

Once I have my piles separated I need to throw out the ones that no longer "fit". 

So I am in the pile sorting process right now.  I do a little then walk away for awhile.  It's much more difficult cleaning out a mind than a closet! 

Sometimes I feel like I may say one thing one day, and then totally contradict myself the next.  A sign that I am still sorting it all out.  So bear with me if I am all over the place.......

I need some help.  Please read Proverbs 31 10-31.  What does it say about her weight and appearance?  I need to know.  I need to know because if there is anyone I am going to strive to be it is her.  I need to know because I want to be a wife of noble character.  I need to know because I want it to be said about me what is said about her..........

Proverbs 31:29 "there are many virtuous and capable women in the world, but you surpass them all!"

Love, grace, and a clean mental closet to you all,

Jen