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The Life-Giver {Eating Disorder Testimony, Part 5}

The Life-Giver {Eating Disorder Testimony, Part 5}

Wrapping up the sharing of my testimony, suffice it to say, He truly did complete the work of healing and freedom that He had begun in my life.   Over the next couple of years, old thoughts and beliefs would at times try to creep in, but the difference now was that I recognized these as the enemy’s fiery darts and knew how to fight them (with the truth of God’s Word).  In time,...

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The Joy {Eating Disorder Testimony, Part 4}

The Joy {Eating Disorder Testimony, Part 4}

“You need to know your identity in Christ.” The moment I heard those words proved to be life changing. Women from the church and older students from the campus ministry began to share the truth of God’s Word with me, what the Bible said about not only who I was but Whose I was, and slowly but surely the strength of the prison bars (that I could see in my mind’s eye) began to lessen.  The...

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The One Who Mends {Eating Disorder, Part 3}

Despite reaching a healthy weight (changing on the outside), nothing had changed on the inside. No one had a remedy for the thoughts and beliefs that still plagued me. During the years of seeing the psychologist, I had been given a list of affirmations to read, such as “I am a good person.” After reciting this list a few times I thought, “Who wrote this? They don’t know me. I don’t believe...

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The Help {Eating Disorder Testimony, Part 2}

The Help {Eating Disorder Testimony, Part 2}

I was in the depths of anorexia nervosa.  While my parents knew I had lost weight & were beginning to worry, I was able to hide its severity. It was while on vacation that they saw me in a bathing suit & gasped, stunned, with no idea of what to do. Knowing we were away for the week, they tried to talk to me: “Just eat a piece of toast.” I couldn’t. “Just eat a banana. It’s healthy.”...

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The Pit {Eating Disorder Testimony, Part 1}

The Pit {Eating Disorder Testimony, Part 1}

I loved ballet. It was my passion.  My dream was to become a professional dancer. My parents did whatever they could to help me achieve this dream, whether driving me to the academy every day or planning family trips to NYC so that I could take classes with esteemed instructors. Being an only child, I was grateful for their support & love. They willingly sacrificed their time year-round...

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