Trusting … God
“One day in a moment of great depression someone asked me if I believed God loved me…’Do you really believe at every level of your being that God is your loving heavenly Father?’ she asked. I did. I did believe that, and on reflection I could see that it made my compulsive eating worse…
“In the presence of my heavenly father I felt more ashamed of my weakness, not less… When I saw God as masculine I saw the world as a hierarchical structure with the good people at the top and me, a compulsive eater, stuffing miserably at the bottom. God directed, God controlled, God would lick into shape.”
Jo Ind - Fat is a Spritual Issue