The media feeds us distorted images of beauty and what an “ideal woman” should look like. In My Big Bottom Blessing, author Teasi Cannon offers a way out of distorted body images and the pain of self-rejection. She says, “My obsession with fat and failure robbed me of a lot of the good in my life. I have been miraculously set free from the lie that being thin equals being beautiful.”
My Big Bottom Blessing offers Teasi’s story—and real-life solutions for the millions of young women who struggle with poor self-esteem and feelings of inadequacy. Whatever it is that you despise most about yourself (it doesn’t have to be weight) can become the catalyst for serious life change. Teasi’s story proves that emotional pain can be healed, and real self-confidence found from knowing that beauty comes in all shapes and sizes.
My Big Bottom Blessing is a joyful and wise guide to exchanging the limitations of a merely human body image for the liberty of knowing that we are made in the image of God.
Every woman will find herself—and a new way of seeing—in this life-changing book.
Regardless of what you weigh or the crazy diets you may have tried, My Big Bottom Blessing will set you free!
If you are tired of being defined by your pant size or three little numbers on a scale, this book is for you.
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About the Author
Teasi Cannon is married to her best friend, Bill Cannon, who is the children’s pastor at their church in Franklin, Tennessee. They have three awesome children: Carli, Ben, and Sam. Teasi has a master’s degree in pastoral counseling from Liberty Theological Seminary, and she is a sought-after speaker. Armed with Scripture, humor, and the courage to be transparent, Teasi has a passion to restore biblical truth to self-doubting women.
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My Big Bottom Blessing
How Hating My Body Led to Loving My Life
By Teasi Cannon
WORTHY PUBLISHINGCopyright © 2012 Teasi L. Cannon
All rights reserved.
A BUM DEAL
There are enemies all around us
Seeking to destroy
They come to tear our hearts apart
And take away our joy.
Some are just plain bothersome,
Some invoke great fear.
But none are near as devastating
As the enemy in the mirror.
* * *
Imagine yourself standing in front of a mirror right now—completely naked. Can you say that you love who you see? Believe it or not, I can.
Now you're probably thinking one of two things: either this lady has a perfect body, or she's a total liar. Wrong. In fact, at the writing of this book I am about fifty pounds heavier than society deems appropriate, and I promise the declaration is no lie. Hopefully you will find this easier to believe once you've read my story. It is an unraveling—or maybe a roller coaster—but it's a tale that ends ever so triumphantly.
As you can probably surmise by now, I have not always been okay with my body. In fact, most of my life disgust would have been the appropriate word to define what I felt when looking in the mirror. Research shows I'm not alone. A recent Glamour magazine poll revealed that 97 percent of women have cruel thoughts about themselves each day—thirteen times a day on average. And sadder still, 90 percent of high school junior and senior girls diet regularly, even though only 10 to 15 percent would be considered truly overweight.
This obsession we have with weight and physical appearance is crazy—especially from a Christian perspective. Think about this: the value that has been placed upon being thin is not a value that has been given by God. In fact, the Bible is pretty clear that what matters most to the Lord is the appearance of the heart. Although being healthy is important, God is far more concerned with the amount of love we are showing than with the firmness of the thigh we are showing. So, who do you think is behind this value inflation? Could it be the Father of Lies, the devil? Who else would want to keep us distracted and weighed down by things that matter so little? Who else wants us to hate the very flesh God made?
It's one of the world's biggest tragedies, really. Millions of women like you and me take their first steps of each day into a bathroom where a lie/mirror is waiting to tear them down. For some the object of ridicule is a nose that is too large. For others it is a web of wrinkles. For me it was always my weight.
Looking back on my earliest years, I don't remember there being even one season in which I was happy with my body. Painful awareness of my larger size came as early as elementary school. Kids were cruel. Being teased in grade school feels ... well, you remember how it feels, don't you?
And we all remember the little saying about how sticks and stones might break our bones, but words ... now those can never hurt us. Denial in its earliest stages, don't you agree? I used to stick my little chest out—along with my tongue—while reciting this cheeky mantra in the face of many a bully, hoping it would magically erase my humiliation and fear. But it didn't have the power I'd hoped for. The words just plain hurt. In fact, they stuck to my heart like glue.
Isn't it sad that the hurtful words of our past are the ones that have the most sticking power? I have several flash-bulb memories of my parents hugging me and telling me how smart and beautiful I was. I have vague memories of teachers telling me what a pleasure I was to have in class. But the memories of what the bullies said ... now, those are crystal clear.
All I need to do is close my eyes for a moment, strap on the seat belt of my mind, and I'm instantly transported back to the fourth grade. I'm doing my best to hold down the position of class caboose as our line makes its way to PE, my all-time least favorite class. Then the sixth graders round the corner heading our way. I can feel my little heartbeat quicken and my palms begin to sweat. I know what is coming. I know who is coming: Johnny. Blonde-haired, freckle-faced, chase-me-off-the-bus Johnny and his hideous sidekicks.
Now in order for you to fully understand the humiliation that would soon flood my soul, I need to offer a quick pronunciation key. My maiden name is Teasi Gootee, prounounced TeaSee Goaty (like goat). It was not at all easy having a name like this in elementary school, especially because it was almost always pronounced Teeeezee Goooody.
So out of Johnny's mouth come (at hall-filling volume, of course) the knifelike words with the adhesive power of super glue: "Teeeezee Goooody has a greasy bootie." Over and over again he'd say it. Every time he saw me, he said it. And others joined in the fun. I can still feel the phantom pains in my stomach.
Trying to stand up for myself only made me feel even more ridiculous. All I could do was shout, "No I don't. I just took a bath!" That didn't help anything.
I remember every detail of times like those. Good news is, I survived ... and personal hygiene is priority to this day.
MEET MY TRAINER
It was during those early school years that I came to know a powerful character who would play a huge role in my life for several years to come. Her name is Trainer. Now, one thing you must know about Trainer is that she is invisible. Even I can't see her, but I can certainly hear her—and I'm the only one who can. In fact, she lives in my head, but that doesn't hinder her one bit. What she lacks in physical existence, she more than makes up for in verbosity. Some of our earliest conversations would go something like this:
TRAINER: Teasi, sit up straight. The fat roll on your stomach is bulging out like crazy.
YOUNG FAT GIRL: Oh, okay. (Sits up as straight as humanly possible. )
TRAINER: Now, look at how wide the expanse of your thigh is on that bench compared to Christina's. Disgusting! Put your feet up on your toes or something to keep those legs from pressing down on the seat.
YOUNG FAT GIRL: Oh, okay. (Sits in ridiculously uncomfortable position in order to decrease thigh width by an amazing half an inch.)
I remember getting so fed up with Trainer every now and then that I would humiliate myself just to torture her. This would involve something akin to me being nude in front of a mirror while jumping up and down repeatedly just to watch my rolls bounce. I knew she hated my fat, and in my mind this would really show her. But my antics didn't do anything to help my self-image.
And of course my best friends in school were always skinny chicks. I may not know you personally, but I bet if you hated your nose as a young girl, your best friend had a perfect one. It's got to be one of those laws of nature: "What-ever a young girl lacks and wants more than anything, her best friend surely has."
All through my school years, my closest friends were beautiful (a God-given attribute I can now—finally—applaud in others). This made Trainer even angrier the older I got. Man, she would get really upset with me:
TRAINER: Oh! My! Gosh! Teasi! No boys are going to like you like they do Michelle if you can't get some fat off that rear end. (Trainer was never one to hold back.)
TEEN FAT GIRL: I'm trying. I'm doing aerobics every day and running miles.
TRAINER: Yeah, but you can't get enough of those honey buns, now can you? Just have to keep stuffing that fat face! If you could just stop eating, maybe you could get a boyfriend.
TEEN FAT GIRL: Well, today all I've had is a half cup of Cheerios with one-fourth cup of skim milk, three M&Ms, a spoonful of peanut butter, three small sips of a grape slushy, a cherry Life Saver, half of a ham sandwich with light mayo on thin bread, and an apple.
TRAINER: Don't forget the three crackers.
TEEN FAT GIRL: Oh, yeah. And three crackers. (Hangs head in shame).
Oh, it was torture. No matter what I did to lose weight, I was always several sizes larger than other girls. It didn't make any difference to me that my body fat percentage was right where it should be. What mattered was the number on the scale.
And soon the only other thing that mattered was having a boyfriend.
YES OR NO
I got my very first boyfriend in seventh grade, and I was elated. I still remember the thud of the tightly folded note as it dropped on my desk. Once I opened it, I could see that my name was fourth in line after three others which had been scribbled out, but that didn't matter to me. I ignored those names and focused on the words, "Will you go with me, check yes or no." Shaky and giddy with excitement, I checked in the affirmative and tossed the note behind me, trusting it would land in the right place. I felt like I was in a dream. I was now the girlfriend of Kurt, one of the popular kids.
Our first date was a trip to McDonald's. His dad picked me up in his brown El Camino, and we were off. As soon as his dad pulled out of the parking lot, leaving us for an hour of quality time, Kurt took my hand and asked me if I wanted to take a walk first. How romantic, I thought. Wow, this is better than I could have imagined.
We walked along the railroad tracks that ran behind McDonald's, talking and laughing about school stuff. Once we rounded the first bend and were sufficiently out of view, Kurt leaned over to kiss me. My first kiss. I was floating. That is, until I felt his hand traveling up my shirt.
"No, Kurt. Don't do that," I said. And the kissing continued. Until I felt his hand trying to undo my pants.
"No, Kurt. Stop. You'll respect me for this when you're older."
As you can probably predict, Kurt didn't stop to look at me with deep appreciation for my mature composure, as I was certain he would. He only laughed in my face, told me we were through, and headed back to McDonald's. It was a silent ride home. I didn't even get a cheeseburger.
MEET MY REFLECTION
I did a pretty good job protecting my private parts until tenth grade, but by then my self-esteem had plummeted while my pant size continued to rise. My best friend wore a size zero then, and I wore a size 10, which meant I had no chance at all of attracting a boy with my looks. Welcome to my promiscuous years.
As if Trainer wasn't bad enough, after several years of doing what seemed necessary to get attention from the opposite sex, another prominent character entered my life. Meet Reflection. Like Trainer, she was disgusted with me, but for different reasons. Trainer hated what I looked like, but Reflection hated who I was. And she was very good at bringing up the things I was trying hard to ignore in order to simply live with myself:
REFLECTION: How could you end up with that guy? You really have become quite the slut.
YOUNG FAT WOMAN: No I'm not. Please don't say that.
REFLECTION: I thought you were going to wait until you were married. What happened to that little dream, huh?
YOUNG FAT WOMAN: It died, I guess. (Wipes away a tear.)
We all have times in our lives that we regret, but I really feel sad when I look back on those years of my life. The desire to be a virgin on my wedding day was always present in my little girl heart. The problem was, that desire did not come with an understanding of why I wanted it. So, when the pressure came to give up that dream, there was no arsenal with which to fight. It took me years to understand purity was a God-given desire—one He puts in all little girls' hearts, and some girls are strong enough to protect it. But for some of us, the desire gets buried by the lies of this world, and we are tricked into giving ourselves away too soon. Oh, God tries to protect our hearts with His instructions, doesn't He? He knows that sexual intimacy is a gift—a priceless gift meant to be enjoyed by a man and a woman who will never leave each other. It is a deep sharing of oneself, not meant to be experienced with those who do not understand.
In my ignorance and in my pain, I had given myself away one piece at a time until Reflection couldn't even look at me anymore.
REFLECTION, MEET JESUS
Reflection and I hated each other for many years. Then Jesus came. I was twenty-one when He entered my life for keeps, and I will never forget that time.
For me it happened basically like this: I sank to a new, wretched low. None of my friends wanted anything to do with me—including my heartthrob. Completely alone and crying for days, I finally realized something needed to seriously change. In other words, it finally dawned on me that I was doing a reeheeheally (thank you, Jim Carrey) bad job of directing my life. Miraculously, the Jesus I met casually as a little girl came knocking on the door of my heart again and lovingly asked, "Can I have my throne now?" I couldn't hop down fast enough.
Once comfortably seated in His rightful spot, Jesus asked me to start going to church. I had never actually attended a real church in my life. Don't get me wrong, my family did believe in God, and we were part of an organized religious group for years. But we left once the leaders started interpreting the Bible in some less-than-orthodox ways. Years later I spotted the group's name on a list of cults to avoid. All I could do was shrug and thank God that at least there hadn't been poisoned Kool-Aid involved.
Along with giving my Sundays to God, some other serious changes started happening in my life—changes that startled many who knew me. I immediately stopped working in a bar. I immediately stopped partying and sleeping around. I immediately started listening to Amy Grant music (definitely not cool in southern Cal at the time). I was absolutely charged and excited about what Jesus was offering me: forgiveness and unconditional love.
It took a little while for Reflection to understand that by giving my life to Jesus, my past failures were as good as gone. In God's eyes, it was as if they had never happened, and that was good enough for me. Truth was what the Bible had to say about me, that "Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow...." (Isa. 1:18). I was holding my head up high for the first time in my life.
Even so, there were several tense conversations:
REFLECTION: There is no way Jesus loves you. Think about all the filth you've been a part of!
YOUNG FAT WOMAN: I know. I know, but He really does love me. I can tell ... in my heart.
REFLECTION: You can tell in your heart? Now, isn't that sweet. Priceless! Are you really that stupid?
YOUNG FAT WOMAN: I'm choosing to believe what God says to me in the Bible. That's final. I get a do-over.
After seeing my resolve, Reflection lightened up on me a bit. But not for long.
REFLECTION AND TRAINER CONSPIRE
Right around my twenty-second birthday, Tennessee called my name. My parents and siblings had moved there a while before me, and I could feel them tugging on my heart. So I loaded up my Toyota Celica (the kind with the cool flip-up headlights) to the brim, and left California behind. It was a grand trip—just Jesus and me. It was an epic adventure.
But not long after settling in, my adventure took an unexpected turn. At first the turn looked good: I met a cute guy ... in church! He had big muscles, a winning smile, and (most importantly, of course) he was an usher. Surprisingly, he started to take an interest in me, and we began spending time together.
We talked a lot, and day by day I began to see that under those big muscles he was broken. He had issues—big issues—mainly with drugs and alcohol. Some pretty clear signs led me to wonder if I should leave the relationship behind. My parents saw the signs, too, and pleaded with me to get out while there was still a chance. But Trainer and Reflection had another take on the situation:
REFLECTION: Who is she to expect perfection from anyone? I mean, just think about all those horrible things she did when she was younger. Come on!
TRAINER: I agree. Plus, look at that rear end. She's lucky this guy even finds her attractive.
REFLECTION: And, Jesus would want her to sacrifice for this guy. After all, isn't that what Christianity is about? Being willing to give up everything—even if it means being miserable?
TRAINER: She's only gonna get fatter over the years. She better take this chance while she's got it. There might never be another guy who would find that body attractive.
REFLECTION: You're right. She should stick with him no matter what!
So, it was settled. The guy needed to be loved, and the perfect one for the job was me. I chose to stick by my man. And even though he was in drug and alcohol treatment only months before, I walked down the aisle with him and became his wife.
I knew I'd made a mistake the moment I said "I do."
Of course a baby was on the way shortly after the honeymoon. Even though the news sucked the wind out of me initially, my sweet baby Carli saved my life. She's my positive note, my bright spot, my beauty from ashes, and all the other metaphors that represent amazingly sweet things that can come from devastation.
But my husband only got worse and worse. Oh, he tried to stay sober between bouts of jail and treatment, but he was still broken. His brokenness came out in abuse toward me, and after I could let little Carli see no more, she and I left. It didn't take long for him to start sleeping around, which made it clear to me our relationship was unalterably shattered, and with that another childhood dream died. My story was not going to end with a happily ever after.
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Table of Contents
1: A Bum Deal,
2: A Second Chance?,
3: The Die ... it,
4: Opening a Locked Heart,
5: No More Missing Out,
6: No More Orphan Living,
7: Digging Deeper,
8: Forgiving and Fessing Up,
9: Unfinished Business,
10: Defending Territory,
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
An AMAZING resource. I ran across this book by accident in my local bookstore. It wasn't what I was looking for, but it was what I needed. Teasi gives very candid revelations about her insecurities and all those negative voices telling her she's not good enough. If I were to write the story of my life, I could cut & paste big portions of hers into my own. And it's not just a story - each chapter has questions for you fill out about your own life along with scripture and additional insight to help you break free from your own inner voices and instead listen to the voice of Father God. Although for many of us it's weight, we all have these nagging voices for many different reasons. I think every woman, especially young women, should read this book.
If one thing is sure, it is that most women dislike something about their body. Some don't like their noses, others their hair. But overwhelmingly, women are obsessed about their weight and peg their self-worth to the numbers on the scale. Teasi Cannon was one of those women. She has struggled with her weight all her life, and fought constantly with the negative, self-hating thoughts she had about her body. How could anyone like her? How could she possibly go have fun on the beach or in a hot tub? Did her husband really love her, or was that just pity that made him stay with her? Did her friends constantly talk about her behind her back? My Big Bottom Blessing is not a diet and exercise book. Rather it is a book about learning to accept that God loves each individual, no matter what their size or shape. God doesn't judge on external appearances. Once someone truly accepts that fact, size loses its focus. Cannon discusses her life journey to get to that point, pointing out with humor and honesty her mistakes along the way. This book is recommended for readers of Christian literature, and for women struggling with body acceptance issues. Each chapter outlines an issue, gives Cannon's experience with it, then talks about what the Bible says about it. The chapter ends with discussion questions and motivating thoughts. This book can be a help in changing self-images and thus worth the read, especially for those who are religious.
Review: Finally, a witty, down-to-earth and well-written book about one woman's lifelong struggle with her self-esteem and body image! I have read so many self-help/diet/women's nonfiction guides pertaining to weight loss and body happiness that I have learned to take little stock in the genre. There are so many doctors/trainers pushing "the best" diet, exercise plan, weight loss surgery, etc, that it is easy to lose hope when one of those millions of plans fails. For most of us who struggle with our bodies, one small failure can cause a total loss of hope and motivation, which is why Teasi Cannon's book is so refreshing. My Big Bottom Blessing is all about acceptance, inner beauty, and the realization that we are all made in God's image. Once I started reading, I couldn't put the book down! Teasi's inner and outer struggles with her body image mirror my own, and her writing style makes it easy to relate. She balances humor, heartbreak, wisdom, encouragement, honesty and compassion to create an authentic and enjoyable chronicle of her life experiences, from her feelings about family gatherings, to the horrors of her past, and her acceptance of her future. It is a very personal story, but one that has forever changed the way I feel about my own body. Knowing how to accept one's image is a much better source of motivation than a book about dieting, exercise or liposuction. There is also a section at the end of each chapter that allows the reader to reflect, take notes, read related scripture, and evaluate what they have learned about themselves. These sections inspired me; as a Christian woman I have always been told that humans were made in God's image, but I had never really thought about what that meant. In a world that emphasizes a skewed vision of outer beauty, (perfect skin, perfect hair, model thinness, etc.), this is a lesson that everyone needs to be taught. Everyone is perfect and beautiful in their own way - it shouldn't be rated or judged - body image is at the discretion of the individual. This book is recommended for Christian women of all ages, and to those who want to find out more about themselves instead of pursuing another emotionally empty diet plan.Rating: Clean Getaway (5/5)*** I received this book from the author in exchange for an honest and unbiased review.
Review: Finally, a witty, down-to-earth and well-written book about one woman's lifelong struggle with her self-esteem and body image! I have read so many self-help/diet/women's nonfiction guides pertaining to weight loss and body happiness that I have learned to take little stock in the genre. There are so many doctors/trainers pushing "the best" diet, exercise plan, weight loss surgery, etc, that it is easy to lose hope when one of those millions of plans fails. For most of us who struggle with our bodies, one small failure can cause a total loss of hope and motivation, which is why Teasi Cannon's book is so refreshing. My Big Bottom Blessing is all about acceptance, inner beauty, and the realization that we are all made in God's image. Once I started reading, I couldn't put the book down! Teasi's inner and outer struggles with her body image mirror my own, and her writing style makes it easy to relate. She balances humor, heartbreak, wisdom, encouragement, honesty and compassion to create an authentic and enjoyable chronicle of her life experiences, from her feelings about family gatherings, to the horrors of her past, and her acceptance of her future. It is a very personal story, but one that has forever changed the way I feel about my own body. Knowing how to accept one's image is a much better source of motivation than a book about dieting, exercise or liposuction. There is also a section at the end of each chapter that allows the reader to reflect, take notes, read related scripture, and evaluate what they have learned about themselves. These sections inspired me; as a Christian woman I have always been told that humans were made in God's image, but I had never really thought about what that meant. In a world that emphasizes a skewed vision of outer beauty, (perfect skin, perfect hair, model thinness, etc.), this is a lesson that everyone needs to be taught. Everyone is perfect and beautiful in their own way - it shouldn't be rated or judged - body image is at the discretion of the individual. This book is recommended for Christian women of all ages, and to those who want to find out more about themselves instead of pursuing another emotionally empty diet plan. Rating: Clean Getaway (5/5) *** I received this book from the author in exchange for an honest and unbiased review.
POWERFUL! MY BIG BOTTOM BLESSING: HOW HATING MY BODY LED TO LOVING MY LIFE by Tessi Cannon ¿is a religion/christian living book. A thought provoking and powerfully written book with a bit of humor. It is about the struggle with self-image,abuse,and allowing God to change you inside and out. Ms. Cannon has written an interesting and compelling story full of insight,scripture and healing. "My Big Bottom Blessing" is written from the heart and experience of this author. A wonderful book for anyone with painful memories,who needs healing and who often has negative thoughts running around in their heads. A powerful story with powerful values. Received for an honest review from the publisher. Details can be found at Worthy Publishing,the author's website,and My Book Addiction and More. ¿ ¿RATING: 5 HEAT RATING: NONE(Self-help,religion,christian living) REVIEWED BY: AprilR, My Book Addiction and More
Weight management seems to be a problem for many people. What do we see when we look into mirrors or windows? What does God want us to see? In her new book, Teasi wants to "see" with new eyes - God's eyes. Each chapter in this book contains invaluable information for leading a more healthy lifestyle. With humor and tact, Teasi makes her points, then ends with probing questions for each reader. What you get from it is up to you. The point is to be honest with ourselves, find the problem areas, then let God help us solve the problems. The stories and Scriptures will enable each person to find that honesty and see the direct relationship between healthy spiritual and physical lives. Are you in need of encouragement and strength to fight your daily battles, including that of weight? The encouragement in this book goes a long way to getting you to see yourself through God's eyes; a person to be loved, a person who is loved. I honestly thought this book would be more about dieting and exercise than I found it to be. The wonderful illustrations and Scriptures encouraged me into a closer walk with God, through which the healthier life will come. My endeavors to stop the yo-yo dieting and improve my body image were in vain when done alone. This book is work, but work worth doing. It's good to know that I don't have to do it alone. I enjoyed the book, and recommend it to readers everywhere.
I was surprised to find My Big Bottom Blessing by Teasi Cannon a spiritual workshop rather than simply a humorous look at body image. Teasi is humorous, but each chapter is full of scripture and each chapter builds upon the previous to strip your soul bare for some serious self examination. The Q and A at each chapter's end will help you recognize the issues in your life that are preventing you from living fully in the life Christ designed for you. Teasi will guide you to replace the lie in your head with the truth of God's Word. In the first few pages, I thought it too silly, too light until I got to the first batch of questions. After an inner debate whether I would do the question section, I decided to dive in, total honesty, and see what happens. It has been a challenge. I am discovering that the diet yo-yo, my poor body image and self image, low self esteem and hurtful words I tell myself daily, in fact hourly, are amazingly contrary to the life God promises in the Bible. And these words, this hateful message running through my head has a direct impact on my healh.
"Imagine yourself standing in front of a mirror right now- completely naked. Can you say that you love who you see? Believe it or not, I can." -Teasi Cannon Teasi Cannon's book My Big Bottom Blessing pulled me in and sent me on a path of self reflection from the very beginning. When I was first received this book, I had preconceptions of a woman on journey to weight loss. I was so wrong. Matter of fact, the author (Teasi Cannon) is still 50 pounds overweight and OK with it. She proclaims that she loves her big bottom. This however bothered me a bit. How can she write a book proclaiming it was OK being overweight? Is that the kind of message I want to send? But as I read on, I started to understand the underlining message; a very important message. This book was a message about body image, loving yourself and building your self esteem. "90 percent of high school junior and senior girls diet regularly, even though only 10 to 15 percent would be considered overweight." Why is it us girls have such a poor body image of ourselves, especially as a preteen/teenager? I know I did, I struggled with my weight since early adolescence and remember dieting as early as elementary school. I hated the way I look, I felt like life was so unfair to have given me this burden of being overweight and I compared myself to all the other girls I encountered. As the mother to a little girl, my hope is that she grows up loving herself no matter what shape her body is and that is exactly what Teasi tackles in her book. Her humor and honesty about her own weight struggles won me over. Her self reflective question's at the end of each chapter really made me reflect on my own body issues. Her "pep talks" empowered me and her message touched me. Did this book make me love my big bottom? Not really, I am happy with the progress I have made but it's still a work in progress. Do I love my body? Yes, yes I do. I love it enough that I want it to be a vessel of health and this book has helped me redefine that.
An engaging story of coming from poor, low self esteem to healing and building a healthy self esteem. Before you say I've heard that or I've read that before, take a sample read of one of my favorite "poems" in the beginning of Chapter one: "There are enemies all around us Seeking to destroy, They come to tear our hearts apart And take away our joy. Some are just plain bothersome, Some invoke great fear. But none are near as devastating As the enemy in the mirror. " Teasi Cannon has come up with a brilliant slant when it comes to talk about the negative records that plays in our heads. She gave them names, personalities and dialogues. It was quirky, unique, and built a platform of humor to bring the truth in on, so there can be real change. At the end of each chapter is a personal worksheet, with scriptures that relate to the main point. But that is only a portion of what the author addresses. If you haven't guessed it yet, I loved the book. I received the book in this post compliments of Worthy Publishing via Handlebar Marketing for purposes of this review, however all opinions are my own.
This book by Teasi Cannon is more than a book about overcoming self image issues, its about truly becoming a daughter of The King. I absolutely love the way that this book is written. Not preachy, not impersonal, like your typical self help book. It was like sitting down and talking with a friend most of the time ( you know, those friends who give it to ya straight). I think this was a great way to write it because a lot of people can relate and be engaged. If this book was more preachy, then I think that I would have skimmed right through this book without skipping a beat, but the writing style pulled me in instead. I also love how real this book is. In the book the author talks about hearing the voices of "trainer" and other internal voices. I think that we've all had those thoughts or "voices" at some time or another. Its something that we all deal with, but we hardly ever talk about. I think that the authors transperancy with her life, and her willingness to talk about different womens issues, and issues with people in general, really made this book for me. There are a lot of truths to be found in this book, for sure. I also loved how she didnt just talk about her life, etc. She backed everything she was saying with scripture, so you could actually see that the Bible lines up with what she's saying. The only thing that slightly annoyed me with this book, was the little workbook like pages at the end of chapters. Honestly, I thought that you made the connections to your own life as she was telling the stories just fine without the workbook pages. It seemed like that was trying a bit too hard. But that is literally my only qualm with this book. It was great! I would definitely recommend this to anyone who wants to know more about truly becoming a daughter of God, or someone who has self esteem or body image issues, but I would also recommend it to just about any christian woman out there. There are a lot of truths to be found in this book, whether you are having self esteem issues or not.
It’s been said that real change happens when we become aware of the negative self-talk in our heads, and replace it with positive messages. This book takes it a step further, offering an honest look at one woman’s struggles with weight and body image. But rather than just “thinking positive,” she became deeply aware of God’s love for her. Knowing she was God’s beloved made it possible for her to love herself. If you look in the mirror and feel a sense of defeat, or worse, self-loathing—you need this book. If you seem to find yourself in daily conversation with inner critics, who get really noisy whenever you think about your body—you really need this book. Teasi Cannon writes candidly, with both honesty and humor, about her own journey toward self-acceptance, which only came when she embraced God’s acceptance.
Inside this book, I found the words of a woman who, like me, struggled with being unhappy with her self image and feeling helpless to change it. I found some answers written in a way that I can understand. I found that this struggle with self image is not so much a physical problem, but an emotional one. Throughout this book, Teasi Cannon engages the reader in a way that makes this book a hard one to put down! I read it while waiting in line waiting for my sons to get out of school, I read it before I went to bed, I woke up wanting to dig into this book and learn more about how this woman changed her life through trusting her Heavenly Father to do what he said he would. My favorite part of this book are the little vignettes of the author and the voices in her head. Many of them sounded very familiar to me! This book is packed with some fabulous resources. There are discussion questions at the end of each chapter. They can be used as personal journaling questions or they can be used for group discussions. There is also a prayer at the end of each chapter. I liked her prayers because I felt comfortable reciting them. They felt like my own prayers. Each chapter is also adorned with some Bible verses for final reflection. The verses are written out for you so you can read them straight from the book. This was convenient. I whole-heartedly recommend this book to Christian women who struggle with self-esteem issues or who find themselves unable to move to a place with God that they feel like they should be. Check out this book- you won't be sorry!
Whether it is your weight or some other aspect of your body, Teasi Cannon has sweetly shown that the Creator of the universe adores you.. just as you are. Well-written and funny too.. This book is a must read!