I’m one of those people who have difficulty sleeping. I’ve tried all kinds of methods to try to get better rest ~ the only thing that works for me is Ambien CR. Seriously. The. Only. Thing. But Ambien CR works well only for a short time ~ at some point I have to stop taking it in order to allow my body to readjust. After a few nights off the Ambien CR I can start taking it again and it works like a charm.
During those times when I’m resetting my body and taking a break from the Ambien, I’m up until all hours of the night. That’s just the way it is. No amount of warm milk, exercise during the day, soft sleepy music and low lights will help me sleep. It just doesn’t happen.
That’s when I turn to the TV. I record shows with my DVR so I have a selection for when I’m not sleeping much (if any). This week has been one of those weeks when I haven’t been sleeping. Last night I realized I had gone though my reserve of TV programs ~ I had nothing recorded to watch. So I clicked on the Guide and found an old rerun of Frasier. When Frasier was over I went to the computer to check my email, and the next TV show started.
After I checked my email, I went back into the living room to sit down and watch another show. And there, on my TV screen, was a guy in Times Square stopping people to ask them what they thought of the picture of a woman in her bra and panties that was being projected onto a tall building. The thing was, the woman was not what we in America would call in “good” shape. She wasn’t obese, but she was what I call a Real Woman. She had curves, she had flesh, and she wasn’t a size 0. The people being interviewed on the street were saying things like, “She has nice legs,” or “She has nice curves,” and my personal favorite, “She has pretty feet.” All of this happened in the time it took for me to walk from my desk to the couch. By that point, I was pretty intrigued.
After a couple of minutes of watching this show, I figured out it was the new Lifetime series How to Look Good Naked. I had seen the commercials for this show (again, during my late-night recorded TV show bonanza) ~ and to be honest, I had rolled my eyes at the commercial and reacted with an, “Oh, please!” The host, Carson something-or-other, is just about as goofy and effeminate as a man can get. I don’t know if he’s gay ~ I don’t know anything about this man ~ but it wouldn’t surprise me. I have never watched Queer Eye for the Straight Guy, but this Carson dude reminded me of one of them.
The thing is, I was really, honestly, truly touched by the way Carson treated the lady (Leila) who was the subject of the show. He was kind, sweet, and very gentle with her. His entire objective was to help this lady change the way she perceived herself. He wasn’t giving her a make-over, he was giving her a new self-image.
I ended up watching the entire show because I was so taken with the way Carson interacted with Leila. Sure, he put on his fruity California homosexual act now and then, but when he was talking one on one with Leila he was really quite incredible. He showed her that the way she perceives her body is not really the way her body is. For example, he had 5 women line up in their bras and panties (people spent a lot of time in just their bra and panties on this show!) and asked Leila to take a really good look at these ladies’ hips. They were arranged from smallest to largest hip size, ranging from 34″ to 54″. Then Carson asked Leila to position herself into the line of ladies where she believed she would fit in the progression of size. Leila put herself between the two women at the largest end. But in truth, as Carson showed her next, she really fell between the first and second ladies ~ the two smallest of hip sizes in the line.
By the end of the show Leila had begun to see herself not as a fat, frumpy, cellulite-ridden, unattractive woman, but as a woman who is attractive even though she doesn’t have the body of a super model. Watching her transformation was quite beautiful.
I won’t say How to Look Good Naked is something I will watch every time it comes on ~ I don’t even know if I’ll ever choose to watch it again at all. But last night ~ late last night ~ when I did watch it, it felt worth watching. I think every woman has self-image problems when it comes to their bodies. Have you ever been in a group of ladies where the skinniest girl in the bunch makes a comment about needing to lose 5 pounds to fit into her jeans? It’s infuriating to the rest of us who don’t have the luxury of fitting into size 2 jeans, even on a good day.
But isn’t that a sad statement about our society? That we value our looks, the shape of our bodies, rather than the condition of our hearts? I’m not saying it’s ok to totally let yourself go and not even try to look nice, because really it’s not ok. But it is ok to have whatever body the Lord gave you. We have to take care of our bodies because they are a temple, the residing place of the Holy Spirit. That means doing things like eating right, getting some exercise, and not doing things that harm our bodies (like smoking or doing drugs). But when our focus is strictly on the body itself rather than the heart, it’s the heart that looks ugly. A beautiful body that contains a hard, blackened, ugly heart is an abomination to the Lord and a stench in His nostrils.
Is it as amazing to you as it is to me that this man Carson, who gave absolutely no indication that he is a Christian or that he is saved ~ really implied the opposite through his effeminate behavior ~ concerned himself with the interior thoughts and misconceptions Leila held about her body before he concerned himself with the actual external conditions of her body? He wanted to help her get her thoughts right before he worried about how she looked on the outside.
Has the Holy Spirit been working on your thoughts and your heart? Or are you more concerned with how you look on the outside ~ the right clothes, the right Bible, the right pew in church? At this time of year, millions of people make resolutions to eat right, go to the gym, and lose some weight. But God sees our hearts ~ our spiritual hearts, the interior of our being. How does your heart look to God? Is it a hard, black, solid mass of rock? Or is it in a healthy state, clean before Him, washed white as snow by Him, and lovely to Him?
At the end of the day (or life), that’s all that really matters.
