(This post was originally published in March of 2016. It seemed to have been a popular post back then, so I’m updating it and republishing for those of you who haven’t read or just need some encouragement!)
Ok, so I really hope this doesn’t come off harsh, because I don’t mean it to be. I’m thankful that I don’t have to have a bikini body. Why? I’m also doubly glad that so many bloggers and other eating disorder recovery warriors are boldly declaring that there is no such thing as a ‘bikini body.’ I’y.’ ve never wanted to sport a bikini body, but I want to delve deep into the pressure that every woman feels to have that type of ‘bod
It makes me sad that our culture objectifies women’s bodies. I’m not talking about specific people, but the ‘modeling’, magazine, celebrity ‘industry’ makes an object, not a living, breathing, human soul out of women’s bodies. And human trafficking breaks my heart. I am SO thankful that our police force and others are ACTIVELY battling this out and FREEING captives everyday. Isn’t that an amazing picture of what God did to us when He released us from our sin?
We aren’t just bodies. When God breathed life into the frame of Adam, He breathed life into a man, made in His image, with a soul destined for glory with Him.