Size. Body size specifically. Does it really matter? The PC answer is “Of course not!” However, when you have lived in a plus-sized body for any length of time, you know that it does.
I have been chubby my whole life. Well, not as an infant, but ever since. I was the kid who always got at least a few pig valentines on the big day and would run home crying because of it. We didn’t have the cool valentines back then like they do today with Spiderman, Mickey Mouse, etc., or maybe they were just too expensive. I don’t know, but I’ll tell you this – I hated St. Valentine’s day!
Since then I have lost and gained weight, trying to keep my weight down to a reasonable level, while not killing myself through starvation and yes, that’s exactly what it takes. I see the looks of disgust when slim people look at me or someone heavier. I can just hear them now – “If only she’d stop eating all that fast food and exercise a little! Yuck!” Newsflash people: I rarely eat fast food. In fact, I rarely eat processed food. We cook most of our meals from scratch and there are many salads, especially for lunch.
No one wants to hear that, though. They prefer to judge. It’s depressing. Do I look at you and say “For goodness’ sake eat a donut!” No. I find that rude.
Please consider your actions before you make them. I don think there are many overweight people out their that don’t long to be slim, but that is not your life nor your choice. Maybe they are like me, struggling with autoimmune disease as well is many, many allergies; someone who has just not cracked the code. Or maybe, they are at peace with themselves and have decided that size doesn’t really matter after all.
We are all God’s children and size decidedly does not matter to Him? Should we be any different?