While I was a freshman in college, my boyfriend had me stand in front of a mirror one day to look at myself and tell him what I saw. While I told him I saw a girl who was fat and ugly, he began telling me he saw a beautiful young woman he loved was slowly killing herself. He was worried, afraid I would starve myself to death... One day, I was convinced by the Lord that it was my turn and I should confess my sin issue with anorexia.

. It's as if we are in junior high again but of the older adult variety. We aren't old, but we aren't young either. Our bodies go haywire when adjusting between childbearing years and becoming "elderly." What do we do now?

They don’t look and “act” their ages, at least not what most people think of when considering ages 65 and beyond. What are their secrets?

As the holiday season approaches, we battle through the grocery to snag the ingredients for our Thanksgiving feasts. Ruminating in the backs of our minds:

“If you’ve become obsessed about weighing yourself often to see if you’ve lost weight, then put the scale away." Your value does not come from your weight, it comes from our Creator.

This is an encore post from a couple of years ago which was wildly popular. Enjoy! I don’t know about you, but I’ve noticed that