Honestly

So day thirteen and I'm not liking what the scale says this morning.  Up two pounds and I say what the heck.  I knew this day would come but I was hoping it would come in a couple months.  Not one day short of two weeks.  I was tempted to forget about blogging this morning.  I was thinking it's Sunday morning, I deserve a day of rest from blogging.  Sounds logical until you consider that if I was down two pounds I'd be typing faster than a speeding bullet so I could post...or should I say boast.  Yikes.

I wish that I could tell you I ate a box of chocolate covered almonds or a loaf of homemade bread but I didn't.  I had a realtively normal day, did eat some cheese and my husband made a yummy supper.   Didn't get stuffed at any point, didn't feel like I had a bad day at all.  So why the gain?  Not 100% sure but maybe it has to do with the title, honestly.  Which leads wonderfully to today's question;

"Is it dishonest to only be honest when it makes you look good?"

Answer; yes.  Rats, so not the answer I was hoping for.  Double rats, so true.  Writing my blog on the days when I'm down, so easy, writing on the days I stay the same, still easy.  Writing when I up, not so easy.  I knew that if I didn't write and gave you some wonderful reason tomorrow you'd think nothing of it.  But inside I knew that if I wasn't honest through this process I would fail.  And failure is not an option.  I felt a little angry at you all this morning when I weighed 5 times, adjusted the scale to be certain it was right on that zero line, then weighed two more times.  Why couldn't I manipulate that thing this morning?  Why was I angry at you?  Because I didn't think my gaining weight was any of your business, funny how I was instantly reminded that I made it your business when I went public and started this blog.  I want your praise when I do well and I want you in the dark when I don't.  Oh sometimes I'm so human.  Forgive me please, I commit to honestly report my weight good or bad, up or down until this fifty one year old loses her fifty one pounds.

I am a work in process, I am an imperfect person waiting for Jesus to perfect me.  Working with him and discovering that He moves so much more efficiently than I do.  I can do this on the good days and I can do it on the not so good ones as long as I remember that no matter what, God is for me.  And if God is for me who can be against me?  Well, honestly it's usuallly me whose against me and honestly I need to stop that.

Have a wonderful day and be so blessed...honestly.