Yesterday, I experienced something that I haven’t experienced for a long time. Teasing. It came out of the blue. Or actually… the black commodore.
I had arrived back from a buck’s event, and no-one was home and I didn’t have a key. As I was in my sports gear, I decided that I might as well use the time to go for a run. I’m running along Walter Road East, and that’s when it happened. A guy in a black commodore drove past from behind me and yelled out these two words.
My first reaction was that of anger and being offended. I was thinking to myself, “How sad is that guy’s life that he feels the need to tease, to demoralise, someone who he doesn’t even know?” I couldn’t believe it.
As I went along, I quickly moved to prayer. I asked God to bless this guy with the gift of encouragement. So that instead of yelling out obscenities to random people, he would encourage them as he drives past.
Finally, I used it as a piece of encouragement for myself. In stead of focusing on the bad, I chose to focus on the letters, and put my words to them. While yes, I may be “still fat” I am making changes. I can currently run for 5km straight, and by the end of the year I plan to be running 10km. I will reach my goal weight, and no longer be “still fat.” Instead, I will be “still faithful.” Through it all, it is my God who empowers me to do all things. It is God who enables me to fight the good fight, to finish the race and to keep the faith (2 Timothy 4:7).
Who knows, maybe when I reach my goal weight, I might get “S.F” as a tattoo somewhere to remind me that I am still faithful. But probably not. I’ve never really wanted a tattoo. But the idea is good.