Why Being Called A Fatass in the Kroger Parking Lot Was a Really Good Experience

Okay. Maybe it wasn’t at first. As a matter of fact, after some random people yelled that out their window at me while I was loading my groceries- and after I got over the shock. I got in my car and called my fiancé. Then I called my mommy. And I cried. It hurt. They didn’t know me. They didn’t know that I just spent my evening at a Zumba class and that I was loading only healthy groceries into my car because I’m truly making efforts towards a healthier life. They know nothing about me. So heck yeah. Those bullies hurt my feelings. And I cried sobbed.

But as I got home and got my head back on straight. I thought more about my night as a whole and couldn’t help but be thankful for this awful human interaction. And to explain why, I have to rewind to about an hour and a half earlier in my night. I got to see my fiancé for only about 30 minutes and I spent most of that time degrading myself. For being overweight. For being unhealthy. That my wedding dress is going to be such a big size. So many things I was dwelling on and most of them had to do with how I look.

So now fast forward to when those buttheads (let’s call a spade a spade – these people were huge buttheads) yelled out their window at me. And a little bit further to me sitting here on my couch. And what now? Well, in the words of the brilliant lyricist Taylor Swift, everything has changed. And I can truly say I’m thankful for getting bullied by some strangers in an Expedition. And it’s not just a front. I am truly grateful. You see, for the past few weeks, and tonight especially, I’ve been so focused on me. My wedding. My weight. My hair. My house. My money. My career. It’s just been the Dana Show and tonight taught me that my attention needs to be elsewhere.

My problems are nothing compared to the fact that there are still people out there that do not know love. Or at least true love. True love would not leave you so insecure that you need to be unloving to other people. True love would inspire to love other people. Without true love, I don’t know how anyone has fulfillment. Or joy. Or hope. And that makes me want to cry for completely different reasons than an hour ago in my car.

For anyone who doesn’t know, I am a Christian. I believe that God created us in his image. But sin entered the picture and separated us from God because He is perfect and we became imperfect. And people spent a lot of time trying to reach him, but we failed. So God came down to us instead. He sent His Son, Jesus. And then Jesus died on a cross to pay the debt for our sins in ways that sacrifices and offerings couldn’t. He did this so we can know God once again and the only thing we have to do to know His love in its fullness is just believe in this. That gracious gift is what I personally think is true love.

So. Do you agree with me? If you don’t, that’s okay. I guess it’s just something to think about. And I’m happy that you at least read this far. I just wanted to tell you this, what people refer to as the gospel, because what kind of person would I be if I knew what I truly believed is true love and didn’t tell you. Then I would be the big butthead. But I hope there is someone around you that loves you with a true love. And that can inspire you.

If you do, then I think you can also agree that there are people out there that just need a darn hug. The world needs more love. The world needs more hope. I hope that we start feeling some responsibility for it. Because what kinds of followers of Christ would we be if we ignore His command to love one another with the same kind of love that he loves us with.

Soooooooo, in conclusion, this is me.

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I am overweight. I have crazy hair. My makeup never looks all that great. And I had to try this picture at 4 different angles to eliminate my double chin. I will continue to work on my health for the right reasons – because I have a responsibility to do that. But I will go to bed tonight thankful that some butthead put things in perspective for me. This world and it’s needs are a lot bigger than my life.

9 thoughts on “Why Being Called A Fatass in the Kroger Parking Lot Was a Really Good Experience

      • You have always been a good inspiration to me. Your energy, personality and love for the Lord, have impacted me. Thank you, for your words and yes “This world and it’s needs are a lot bigger than” our lives. You are awesome!!!

        • aMEN SISTER!! I am 58 and overweight and the same crazy hair and makeup issues LOL and I let it always get to me, I do it to myself though…you put things into persepective to me 🙂 thank you

  1. Thanks for helping me, also. I am overweight, but trying to do a life makeover, and be healthy, spiritually, mentally, physically, and emotionally. I constantly focus on the negative when it comes to my outward appearance. Thank you for letting God use you to encourage me to focus on the right things.

  2. Hey Dana! I’m 60 and have been overweight since I was 4. For a long time I let others determine my value and took comments seriously, even from my own family. After awhile I realized that these people didn’t care about my wellbeing at all. I started listening only to those who do, and realized I have some pretty awesome friends. I’m sure that you’ve heard the proverb that you’re known by the company you keep. I looked at my friends, all quality people, and realized that I must be awesome myself. So, all that to say, when the idiots come along, I just remember who I am and keep truckin’! 🙂

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