Somewhere Only We Know

    This week has been one of the most life altering weeks ever! If you think that last week's blog was wild...you got another thing comin'. I didn't workout all week. Lazy about my eating habits, but let me explain. My emotional and spiritual world were in such shambles that the rest had to sit on the back burner for a little bit until all was resolved. I just spent the past week fighting for my life against the Enemy. I had a warning dream nights prior to the week about the Enemy trying to divide and conquer the relationships I have with my brothers and sisters. One brother and sister in particular. As the darkness tried to consume my mind and cause my face to become blank, The Lord with His strong arm pulled me out and told me that this war isn't over! If it was over then the Enemy has won, and that is so not the case. We win, not him! So, as I continued down the path that is narrow and steep and hard, The Lord was with me and knew EXACTLY what He was doing and what was going to happen. I had to humble myself beneath the radiance of God to understand how wrong and selfish I was in order to reconcile the division that was beginning to take place, but NONE of us were having it! I am sleepy, and my day hasn't ended yet and won't until about 1am tonight, but the lack of sleep I had last night was well worth it. The enemy HAS been defeated and the bonds of family have grown stronger than ever before. Thank you, Lord! This morning my heart was filled with Shalom and rest. Relief followed me today, like Psalms 23. It was beautiful. The song by Keane that I mentioned in the title was the song of His heart to mine and repeated it back from my heart to His. Just to take a minute and go somewhere only me and my Beloved knew. Starting next week, my routine will go right back to where it belongs, and my writing will be more about the fitness as intended, however the beautiful thing about our God is that physical fitness is not the only type of healing He wants for me. Blessings.

                                                  --Chasidy

A Week to Remember

    This post is going to be a little bit different. It has to do with weight loss, but has nothing to do with diet, exercise, or any kind of procedure done. This has to do with my heart and the weights lifted off her.
    Long before I decided to start this Journey again to eat well and exercise this fat off my body, the Lord told me that he wanted to fix some things in my heart before I could understand the power I would come to know through getting healthy. The only way I can describe to you the week long break I had from school is majestic. I spent every night last week with the people that I now call family and that I love so very dearly! The experiences and emotions of happiness that I had can only be compare to those you would feel at youth camp, your honeymoon, or maybe even the first time you felt the tangible love of Jesus. I will never be the same again. Derek Sewell, Kristyn Cowan, Lashelle Forsgren, Alyssa Roades, Cynthia Zrna, Matthew Watabe, Ryan Maldanado, and Kara Bulgerin, THANK YOU. You are the most wonderful friends. The Lord knows me and you so well that He would bring us together as a family. The hurt that was in my heart; not believing I was lovely has been completely demolished because of your love for the Lord and your love for me. A stirring in my heart of a new radical love for one another has begun. Living and loving radically. Preferring one another over ourselves. I would take a bullet for each of you in the same day. I know our houses in Heaven will be on the same street and cul-de-sac. To Brad and Silvia Braddy, mom and dad, our Journey has just begun, and I can't wait to see what the Lord is going to do.
    I will try and attempt to write another one tonight about the Journey in fitness, but know that this week of healing is just as much apart of my health and fitness as are the salads. Blessings.


                                                --Chasidy