We have been hit by sickness this week … my special needs granddaughter came down with Strep and it’s been an all-hands-on-deck kind of weekend. Praise God she is feeling better today, even perking up enough to eat a bit of dinner tonight. But it’s been a busy past couple of days and … well, I didn’t have the time (or desire) to break out my laptop until just now.
So we go to Plan B.
And Plan B is to share from another’s blog post that touched my heart and complements the theme of “2018: A Year For Hope”. So without further adieu, please allow me to introduce you to “Beauty Beyond Bones“.
I was taken aback by my own daughters eating disorder in her teens. Through a wonderfully terrible beautiful collision of heartbreaking circumstances, I overheard her mentioning to a doctor that she had been throwing up her food after meals. How was this happening? How did I not know?
“I know that God’s standards are spiritual, but I have a corrupt nature, sold as a slave to sin. I don’t realize what I’m doing. I don’t do what I want to do. Instead, I do what I hate.” Romans 7:14-15 (GWT)
Maybe you’re the mom, brother, sister or friend of someone with an eating disorder.
Maybe you are the one wrestling with these demons.
Or maybe the issue isn’t food, it’s something else. Another inner suffering.
“But if there’s one thing that shows, it’s that “desert periods” will occur in life. We will go through the desert. We will feel alone. And forgotten. Maybe inadequate. Possibly despairing. But our suffering doesn’t negate the Father’s love, as hard as that is to believe. And when we find ourselves in the middle of that desert, it’s even harder to believe that one day, we will ever be whole, or useful, or thriving again.” ~Beauty Beyond Bones
My world turned sideways that night, in more ways than one. And thus began our (hers and mine) journey back to honesty, forgiveness, acceptance and finally healing. But it was a process. And that’s just from my side of the fence … I’ll probably never really know how difficult the journey was from her side … I’m just grateful that she made it through.
So did Beauty Beyond Bones, and this is “Her Unseen Recovery“
I’m working on a new piece … to reflect Miss Hope’s arrival landside. Come back next week to watch the word-picture emerge.
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