It has been a while since I have busted out the “Kim’s Translation” of the Bible and it is about overdue 😉 (This one came with a little help from my Pastor in trying to communicate this concept, Thanks Jim)
There is a theology/thought/belief/biblical idea about the Kingdom of God being here, but not yet.
I know, sounds kind of crazy, right? Here, but not really? What does this mean?
Let me ATTEMPT to explain, but remember, I am no theologian, I am just a girl working out her faith and learning along the way. My understanding of the Bible will change over time as I grow, but for today, this is how I understand it, with help from Jim!
So, Jesus came to earth to fulfill a promise(or several promises really) He came that we might have life, abundant life. Overflowing life. Life to the full. He came to bring His Kingdom, His ways, His power, to earth, to give it to us and when He returned to heaven, he left His Spirit with us…so we can have those things.
The problem. We are still on earth, and while we are now the Temple for the Holy Spirit and it/he resides in us, It does not reside in all because not all have received it/him. And, we are not in heaven yet, and we still live in a world that has sin all around us every day, and often we (I) are the perpetrators of such sin.
So we have this promise of abundant life and yet because of the sin in the world and in our lives, we don’t get to experience the fullness of that hope and promise yet.
Think of it this way, Grandma is baking her best cookies for you. You love these cookies. They are the best cookies ever! She puts them in the oven and then hands you the spoon to lick. You savor that spoon and can’t wait til those cookies are done. You have just had a foretaste and you KNOW these cookies, in all due time, will be AMAZING and you can hardly wait. You watch the timer. You count the minutes. You wait in anticipation for the FULLNESS of what is to come.
That is what it means to say that the Kingdom of God is here, but not yet.
Now,what the heck does this have to do with anything I have ever written about?
Well, in this here, not yet idea, lies a tension. A tension to want to push the process, to speed things up, to manipulate the thermostat to make those cookies get done quicker vs waiting patiently for the process to happen in the best way possible under the absolutely best conditions…and according to the Master’s GREATEST plan. Grandma’s cookies are the best because she knows what she is doing. Let her do her thing!
So, I am realizing, my journey is alot like this. Just as God has begun a good work in me and will see it to completion, Leif has also begun a good work in my body and has restored great hope for me that my body is in fact NOT BROKEN and can and will lose weight.
In the last month, I have struggled with the tension of trusting Leif and Tate with their GREATEST plan for my body that will help to fulfill their promise to me of achieving lasting fat loss. In the restoration of hope in this area, dreams I never knew I held within me were released into my soul and I began to anticipate what it might be like to be at goal. I began to dream of things I never dared to dream before. Dreams of perhaps wearing a bikini was a big one even if for only one day before realizing I am far to modest for that. But really the idea that if I wanted to I COULD wear one and really own it and work it!
More and more though, my body has been shifting and changing and while I am starting to look amazing in clothes, I know what lies underneath those clothes and that underneath those clothes, a time has come where I have had to start wearing Spanx, or some version of them, aka a girdle(this was a hard place to be in to have to buy and wear this article of clothing). I see in the mirror all the loose skin and the unevenness in which my weight is coming off. It is not pretty folks. In fact, it has been devastating. I think, or at least it feels like, I have cried more this past month than I did during the 2 years when I was actively engaging my sexual abuse healing/therapy. Now, that might not be true, given that I am a bit removed from that time, but sheesh, it sure feels like it.
I have begun to worry about what is to come and if those dreams that were birthed in me along with renewed hope would ever come true. Or if I will have to find a very rich man to marry who can pay for skin removal surgery. In all of this I have found myself angry at both Leif and Tate for bringing me to such a place that I would dare dream of something that just doesn’t seem possible, in this moment, in this mirror image that I see when I am naked and alone.
So I find myself in this tension of both hope and despair. Hope and excitement of what IS happening and what is to come…and realizing I need to let go of some of those dreams of things I cannot control so that the cards can be played out. A tension of trust vs control. I have two men who know what they are doing. They are the BEST cookie makers in the business, if you will. Me begging them to give me all the ins and outs of their recipe in the moment is NOT going to make things happen any faster or better. If I understood exactly what was happening, I would be tempted to manipulate and control things instead of simply trusting these two body whisperers.
Now just because I finally have words to explain where I have been this past month doesn’t make it any easier. I have had to put blinders on like they do on a horse at a parade so that I can’t see all that is around me and be distracted. Despite my chaotic emotional state that has felt crazy as I live out the tension, I have had to do whatever was necessary to stay true to the plan, nutritionally and training wise. I have had to stop looking at new friends results and comparing their journey’s to mine. During this time, I have gotten ugly. Ironic, since my journey is about becoming beautiful, the kind of beautiful that Jesus would behold!
I have NOT represented myself or Jesus well. I could blame it on “Dieter’s Rage” but that would be me not taking responsibility for my life and actions. Daily, it has been a battle and as I wrestled with trusting these two men, particularly Tate, I have lashed out and said some really ugly things. Hurtful things. I realize in hindsight that I just wanted to feel like I had some semblance of control over some piece of all of this journey. Slowly, I am learning…in Faith, my job is to trust Jesus where He leads and He has led me to these men. In my body transformation, my job is to trust these two and to not treat them poorly when they hold the line for me. Fortunately, for me, Jesus is a master at forgiveness, and Leif and Tate don’t take it personal when I lash out, and they too forgive me.
For now though, I have my 60 lbs lost, my foretaste of what is to come, if I would trust the process. I have the promise, it is mine to collect on, but it’s not all the way here. Yet. It is a journey, a process, and I am not done yet.
A picture of hope, me-mid process. 2 photos taken a year apart, although really, all the change has happened in the last 6 months.