7 O Israel, hope in the Lord! For with the Lord there is steadfast love, and with him is plentiful redemption. 8 And he will redeem Israel from all his iniquities We have great reason to hope. Regardless of what we wake up to, regardless of what our day will or will not bring, we are commanded to hope in the Lord.… Read More A Bulimic’s Look at Psalm 130, Part 4
I would love to share a story of something that happened one bitter, chilly, spring morning when, as a teenager, I walked down to my sheep-pen, to feed and let out to pasture, my sheep. Hearing the pounding thunder of cracked corn hitting my empty, ten-gallon bucket, the sheep began to call out from their… Read More A Bulimic’s Look At Psalm 130, Part 1
So often we wish we could save our children from the long, hard road. We wish we could fast-forward them into the green pastures and the still waters. But even as we reflect on our own pasts, we see our own “though I walk through the valley of death” stages as precious and holy. We… Read More Bulimics and Their Mothers: #4 Biscotti
As I pinned the race bibs to my children’s coats (Aletheia was 6, Haddie was 4, and Hudson was 1 ½), joy and delight flooded my heart. It was their first race. I had run my first race (5k) with my dad before I was ten, and to see the excitement on their faces completed… Read More Bulimics and Their Mothers: #2 The Wrong Race
In the very moment my hands clutched around my neck, choking on my own self-induced vomit, despairing of life, He saved me. I rose from the ground, freely forgiven, weeping tears of joy. The desire to purge was gone. The battle against that desire to purge was completely annihilated. But there was still food… Read More Aubrey’s Story #23: Bulimia and Unexpected Burdens
While my heart was full with a joy and happiness that I had not experienced for years, there was still so much confusion in my heart and mind. I still had to eat. The particular fears that had been with me for the past five years still swirled about me. They had not suddenly vanished.… Read More Aubrey’s Story #21: Bulimia and Early Struggles
Though I am tempted to rush to write how, in many ways, my final purge was just the beginning of the end, I want to stay rejoicing for this post. It took me a couple days to process what had happened. Horror and beauty so deeply intertwined. But I longed to tell someone of the… Read More Aubrey’s Story #20: Bulimia and Rejoicing
Bulimia and Jesus. For five years those two words were like two magnets that opposed each other. It was either one or the other. I couldn’t have both. They could not exist in the same room together. Jesus could wash the disciples’ feet, but He couldn’t wipe the barf off my face. I had to hide… Read More Aubrey’s Story #19: Bulimia and Jesus
I was in my house. It was naptime for the girls. I was in the kitchen, and though I did not know it, I was pulling out my garbage can to purge for the last time. Everything spoke of the normal routine of binge and purge. There was no reason that this time should have been… Read More Aubrey’s Story #18: Bulimia and Deliverance
As I began jotting down what I ate in my food journal, I found myself writing down the same five foods: cashews, raisins, popcorn, protein bars, and apples. They were my safe foods. I shifted uncomfortably that first time my counselor looked at this list. I knew it shouted major food phobias, especially in the… Read More Aubrey’s Story #15: Bulimia and Counseling Part 2
Every Square Inch Fitness 