I am good at writing and making jokes and cleaning.I would make a wonderful wife, and I would spend the rest of my life trying to selflessly love and serve my husband.It feels like things should be different in the church.Markers of spiritual maturity, like depth of character or a willingness to serve, should trump my above average BMI, but very rarely is that the case.I would love to whittle away the days manning a minivan full of foster kids and friends to soccer games and recitals and tutoring.None of these things would be diminished because of my size, and yet none of them seem to matter because of my size.
We resist the narrative of physical attraction dictating love, especially inside the walls of the church where we hope to find much more stringent, substantive dating criteria than waist size, but maybe Elna’s onto something. Dating as an overweight woman is significantly more difficult.Dating as an overweight Christian woman is seemingly impossible.That my body is a great concession that my future husband would have to make.
I once had a close friend confide in me that a boy I liked told her he could never date me, despite being “attracted to my personality,” because of my weight, because he was embarrassed by me.
It was my worst nightmare come true — that my personality does not offer enough redemption for my looks.