First off I want to make one thing very clear today:
I believe in miracles.
Today I am going to share a very personal experience with you.
Today I am going to share with you the secret of how I lost over 100 lbs. and regained my health and vitality.
And if you ask me, I will still tell you that it took a series of small miracles to accomplish that particular feat!
When I was a small girl I imagined that a miracle would look like a host of angels coming down from Heaven in glorious flashes of light. That would literally light up the skies.
Or other times I dreamed about finding a magic Genie in a bottle. I would rub his lamp and he would appear and grant me my hearts desire.
But as I have gotten older, I have come to accept that while maybe that’s still true, those are neither the kinds of miracles I’ve witnessed nor the kinds that changed my life.
No, the miracles I see every single day are the ones that are the result of small actions moved upon with the same kind of faith that helped the builders of the pyramids:
They knew that by stacking small blocks on top of small blocks many times over, they would eventually create something that would be considered a wonder of the world.
A wonder that has withstood the test of time, I might add!
Have you had times in your life where you felt like a builder of the pyramids?
I sure have!
I raised four kids all by myself for nine years, so I know a thing or two about taking small steps to accomplish great things.
Let me break it down to you like this:
As a parent, sometimes I will ask my children to clean their rooms. They will take one step inside their room and almost instantly the become overwhelmed with the mess. They throw up their arms in defeat, exclaiming:
“MOM, I don’t even know where to start!”
As a parent, I am always tempted in this moment to take an “I told you so” moment with them.
This would be a perfect time to remind them of the 100’s of reminders I had already given them to not let things get so far out of control that it would come to this perplexing place.
But I have learned from my own life that it is really easy to lose sight of things and find yourself smack dab in the middle of a giant mess…
Like I did with my overweight and unhealthy body.
I have learned so much on my journey to health, and I have developed this mantra that I repeat often.
My mantra is:
Keep things under control so they never get out of control.
But that is not what is useful to them and it won’t achieve my hope of a clean room either.
This is a teaching moment!
So instead of rubbing in the fact that I was right…AGAIN!, I instead gently say,“Let’s just start with that sock. And then let’s get that toy,”
And on it goes until they can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel again.
Over and over in my life I have seen most people fail at grand efforts because their goal is that grand effort…
( instead of putting one block on top of another block.)
When I weighed 284 pounds, I was like my kids in a filthy room and I didn’t know where to start.
I was scared of failure and questioned my worthiness of living the life that being healthy again would allow me.
Also, for me, a big part of my weight problem was actually a self esteem problem. I knew that if I was obese nobody would really “SEE” me. They would see a fat gal, and look away in shame. My weight protected me, and deciding to let go of that protection was downright terrifying!
Every single miracle I have experienced in my life has come by my willingness to put blocks on top of blocks or by picking up a toy and then a sock.
In the case of my weight loss journey, it started with losing one pound.
Eventually, by taking care of things one at a time, you can put away all the socks or lose all of the pounds.
I never lost 110 pounds. I lost one pound 110 times.
I started by drinking more water.
Then I added more steps to my day.
Then I started taking away one unhealthy food choice at a time.
Eventually My “blocks began to add up, and the weight began to come off.
The first step in any journey towards a miracle is oftentimes called a leap of faith.
I always tell my kids that a Leap of Faith means that you are believing in something that cannot be seen but is very real.
A leap is by definition terrifying.
Someone will most likely try to talk you out of it.
That someone may even Be yourself!
Other times, things outside your control will happen and your “pyramid” will fall.
That is the exact moment when you will be tempted to say that your miracle was impossible and you would have been better off not even trying.
That’s when the weight will return, or the relationship will fail, because you quit fighting for your dream, you quit stacking up the blocks!