What do "Bloggable Moments," French Toast and Spanx all have in common?

If you were to Google "Stretch Marks" (and if you were, you're having a really slow day)

here are some things you will read:

"Stretch marks are sort of a badge of honor in being a woman...and a mother."

Really? Because I would much rather wear a literal badge on my Sunday clothes than to have these things.

"Everyone likes and wants a perfect body with no special marks..."

I would agree with this statement. I would also like to meet the woman who has none on her body. Then I would like for someone to hold her down for me.

"The exact cause for a stretch mark is due to the skin being pulled..."

And here we are folks. Here's the real reason for such a name. Being pulled.

I'm pulled to the left and I'm pulled to the right.

I need to do this. But I want to do this.

This is priority. This is not.

This is easy. This is hard.

And through all of it we are being pulled.

In my 30+ years of serving the Lord, if there's one thing I've been - it's pulled.

But with every tug, I've grown, and changed. Matured and learned. I've won. And lost.

I've laughed. And sobbed.

And I have every mark to prove it.

And I wear them all...with pride.

May 6, 2008

What do "Bloggable Moments," French Toast and Spanx all have in common?

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