“…there is nothing concealed that will not be disclosed or hidden that will not be made known.”
Matthew 10:26; Luke 12:2
This time of year, with its county and state fairs in full swing, I’m reminded of an eating disorder memory.
The summer before my sophomore year of college, I was at my lowest weight, riddled with Anorexic beliefs and behaviors. I weighed a two-digit weight, and my condition elicited concern from numerous friends and family members.
Still, I was determined to let nothing, and no one stop me. I was solely fixated on my goal of being thin, to an emaciated degree. I wanted no one to interfere as I went about my daily life.
And I thought I would achieve that as I decided to go to the Minnesota State Fair in late August.
Not so fast.
By now, my disordered eating tendencies felt as close to my normal routine as they could be. I got up early that morning, engaged in my punishing exercise, non-eating, and grooming routines. I wore a “normal” white t-shirt and jean shorts.
There was, to my knowledge, nothing attention-grabbing about my presence.
But my fair-going experience would quickly show me otherwise.
For, as I walked the long stretch of the fair site, I noticed people’s stares. I seemed to run into families with young children. And the children, as filter-less as they are, gawked and pointed.
Although I could not hear the interactions, I suspected they were asking their parents what was wrong with me.
I saw disgust on the adults’ faces.
They could not get away from me fast enough. I had at least three of these encounters.
I wanted to convince everyone, even in this fair setting, I was “fine.”
And it irritated me that people seemed to “know,” to be bothered, appalled, or fearful about my presence.
I wanted to believe I was doing well; I was not out of control.
I was not sick.
And, in this anonymous circumstance, strangers were disputing my well-being.
I believed, sure, my family and friends who expressed their concerned thoughts were one thing; they could operate in a personal agenda to hurt me.
But total strangers?
And here’s where, I encountered the powerful impact about two or three witnesses…
“…In the mouth of two or three witnesses shall every word be established.”
2 Corinthians 13:1
“But if he will not hear thee, then take with thee one or two more, that in the mouth of two or three witnesses every word may be established.”
Matthew 18:16
I was a skeleton.
Dressing me up for fun at the fair did nothing to change that. Neither did my desire to persuade others I was “normal.”
Still, I was thoroughly convinced I could blend in and not appear like I had a problem.
So, I decided to look like even more of a festive fairgoer.
I bought one of those huge stuffed panda bears and proceeded to walk around with that sucker for the rest of my experience.
Hey, c’mon. Look how happy I am; I have this gigantic bear!
I know.
But my panda strategy backfired.
For now, people’s attention wasn’t just pulled to the walking skeleton, but to the exaggerated image of a walking skeleton lugging an enormous stuffed animal around on a hot and humid summer day.
And make no mistake about it, that panda became quite heavy very quickly.
Plus, there was a large black Hefty bag I tried carrying the bear around in, to make things easier and more comfortable.
It didn’t work.
The Hefty bag drew still more attention to the skeleton and her panda.
The Great Minnesota Get Together! Let’s all go to the State Fair!
Point at the Skeleton Freak Show with your corn dogs.
I still clung to the delusion I could hide behind the panda’s cuteness. I believed it would camouflage my unflattering reality.
Throw a huge bear at it- exactly!
And I was oblivious to the Truth, bear or no bear: secrets get exposed.
“For nothing is secret, that shall not be made manifest; neither anything hid, that shall not be known and come abroad.”
Luke 8:17
“For whatever is hidden is meant to be disclosed, and whatever is concealed is meant to be brought out into the open.”
Mark 4:22
And, since eating disorders are all about secrecy, they’re up to the same fate as anything else is.
Yikes.
Eating disorders and their insidious, sick thought processes, include…
I know what I’m doing.
I’m in control.
I’m fooling everyone.
I don’t need help.
No one knows what’s really going on.
What are you hiding behind?
Perhaps it’s not a humongous teddy bear, but it is something, isn’t it?
For those of us in recovery from food and body image issues, the challenge is to identify the need to be presented in a particular light.
And then, from there, we need to confront our chosen props created to distract, to deny, to lie, and to hide.
Often, we can get so consumed by that obsession, we completely bypass the liberation which waits on our decision to embrace it…
“…the truth will set you free."
John 8:32
The Most High’s blessings far outweigh our hiding.
So, let’s come out from the dark and walk in empowering light!
Without the big bear.
Abba Father-
We come to You, in The Name of Your Son, and Our Savior, Yahshua.
You know we are hiding.
You know what we are hiding behind.
Forgive us and help us concerning that.
Heal the toxic secrecy that is not of You. Help us to walk in and glorify Your Truth.
Help us to heal from whatever it is that we are hiding from. We know we cannot hide from You.
