Ohhh Big Buddha.
Today we walked up to the highest point on Phuckett to pray around this guy- a collossal ton of marble dotting the tippy top.
We walked around Mr. Marble, praying and singing and, in my case, battling it out with the Lord.
I'll be honest: right now I'm struggling.
It's so easy for me to look right past this giant Buddha at the island all around him. It's literally one of the most breath taking views on the planet, and I really don't even want to post pictures because they cheapen it, the same way a child's stick figure drawing cheapens the majesty of a phoenix in flight.
This Buddha can't hold a candle to the glory of God revealed in creation, and it's a clear mockery of power and might and all of the things this giant idol is supposed to portray.
So here's my confession: I am idolatrous to the core, and I'm jealous because it seems like it would be so easy to knock down the Buddha and say, "idol gone," while my issues run so much deeper.
Of course, that's neither fair nor true. but it feels that way.
My issues run deeper than marble statues on the top of a mountain: they're all about my body. Ironically, this is supposed to be the temple of the Lord, the place where I should feel the most free to worship.
This isn't a problem that can be solved by knocking something down (as I need my body to work), or cutting something out (as I still need to eat), or adding something in (I don't even know what).
But it's time for this idol– the biggest in my life– to come crashing down.
It's time for me to walk out my identity as a woman created in the image of God.
It's time for me to get over myself, not tie my worth to my weight, not punish myself for eating or not eating or looking a certain way.
This issues all run deeper than the actual body.
They have to do with what I've allowed to rule my life.
It may not be as obvious as big Buddha here, but it's idolatry nonetheless.
And it's time for freedom.
I'm going to post a lot of this partially for accountability and partially because I hope any girls struggling with the same things will find encouragement.
I'll also, as always, accept any words you want to throw my way.
🙂
