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Love the Body God Gave You
Love the Body God Gave You

Love the Body God Gave You

Yesterday I watched four-yearold Ivy play on the sidewalk. It’s already hot in Texas, and she wanted to put on her swimsuit and play with the water hose. As I watched her, a thought struck that surprised me. I thought, “It must be so wonderful to be Ivy because she doesn’t spend a second of her day thinking hateful thoughts about her body.” All she knows about her body is that it runs fast. It jumps high. It showcases princess dresses, and it helps her play with toys, paint, color, and do all of things that make her life fun.

Wherever She Goes

Wherever She Goes

Four year old Ivy wants to dance in church. As the pastor’s wife, I’ve been in the habit of sitting on the front row for many years now, and when those guitars get going and that little preschooler starts to want to twirl and kick, well, I spend a good portion of the service talking her down from putting on a mighty fine performance at the front of the church.

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