Our brain is tricky.
The devil, trickier.
And he knows how to creep in, plant terrible weedy seeds and sneak out without fanfare or being detected.
Today I completed a competition with the company I am a consultant for. It's wonderful, and it designed to encourage people to keep going and reward those that finish. I started late, 28 pound into my weight loss journey. I lost 30 pounds during the challenge and wrote my essay about the journey and had Aaron take my photos and uploaded them to the computer for entry.
And then....had a total melt down.
I can't see the difference in the photos.
I know I am 2 fat girl sizes down (for those that don't know, fat girl sizes have a greater range in "adaptability" than smaller sizes). I know I am down 30 pounds from those photos! I KNOW it, but I can't SEE it. All I see is a blobby woman with a long way to go.
So what's really going on here?
A lie, that's what.
The enemy planted seedy lies, that sprout when I talk poorly about myself, and block the truth.A big one for me is regarding failing.
It really is that simple.
I sent those photos anyway. I still wanted a chance at the random drawing to win a cruise.
A funny thing happened when I sent them, I could see more clearly that yes in fact various parts of me are smaller. I am not all svelt and trim, yet, but I am smaller. If his plan was to deter me from finishing something, confirming the lie I fight that I am a failure, well, it didn't work this time.
I HAVE THE VICTORY.