You know how kids can say something and make you all gooey inside. A couple of weeks ago Karis (Clayton & Allison's middle daughter) saw me in the hallway at work and just yelled "Tina!". My heart just melted. At that moment in time she could have asked for anything and I would have given it to her. It was such a precious moment.
BUT the opposite can happen as well. Tonight as I was washing my hands in the bathroom at church a little boy and his mother were at the sink next to me. The little boy points to me and turns to his mother and asks, "Why is she so fat?" I am not kidding!! He kept asking again and again. His mother just kept saying "That is not nice." But the little boy persisted. Needless to say, I was in no rush to follow them out of the bathroom. I was quite shook up. My mind went so many directions.
I remembered my last few weeks working so hard in the gym. My rejoicing on Saturday that I had lost 5 pounds... all that joy gone in a second.
I questioned how I see myself. It is true. I often forget that I am overweight. If people who were overweight went around thinking about it all the time, we would be much more depressed than we already are. I know I am overweight, but I don't think about it all the time. Especially not when I am serving at church. When I was in the Philippines people kept making comments about my weight. That added a whole other dimension onto my mission trip.
It made me sad. It mad me mad. It ruined my night, b/c he verbalized the question I have asked myself so many times, "Why am I so fat?"
Sure I can blame the parents. The boy had to hear it somewhere. The little boy should have had better manners. The mother could have apologized to me. But I cannot change any of that. What happened happened. Out of the mouth of babes does come truth. The question is how am I going to let it affect me?