Pride

Someone recently told me that losing weight (from walking and from avoiding wheat and sugar, which I'm allergic to) has made me look much older and very tired. It hit hard. Like slamming my pride with a Louisville slugger. While I'm upset, I realize that I'm not upset at that person for being truthful. I'm upset because it is true and it makes me realize how prideful I've gotten about my looks. Pride sneaks in without us realizing it.

My prayer request today is that I remain humble.  I'm getting in shape and losing weight, and while I'm proud of it, I really want to avoid being prideful.  I want to be happy without paying too much attention to my looks.  I don't know if it makes sense. I don't want my goal to become wearing smaller clothes, being fitter and getting complements.  I want my goal to be to use this to get closer to God and outside of myself. To be healthy enough to do whatever God has planned next for me.

I know this is His way of preparing me for my Camino and the way it will be paring away my pride over 500 miles. I pray that I can open my heart and mind to His message.