Abby Kelly

Abby Kelly

Abby Kelly lives, reads, writes and walks in Columbus, Georgia with her soldier husband. She is most inspired by long walks with her dog, Brave, preferably in places where he can run freely and chase squirrels. Her articles have been published by SheLovesMagazine.com, 'Tween Girls and God, Believer Life, StartMarriageRight.com and other Christian publications. Her book, "The Predatory Lies of Anorexia: A Survivor's Story", is available on Amazon. You can follow her blog at www.predatory-lies.com

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I’m Not Fighting

Posted on September 11th, 2014 by in Chasing Freedom | 0 Comments  
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Since merging into a full life of freedom from anorexia, I’ve been honored to turn and shine a lantern over a hopeful path for several dear friends who are in the midst of their own battles with eating disorders. There have been a lot of boulders, bumps and storms lately. Last week, one friend, I’ll call her Janey, emailed me with a heavy heart. To paraphrase her letter, “My therapist told me yesterday that she doesn’t think I’ll ever fully…

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I Still Want A Perfect Body

Posted on September 4th, 2014 by in Chasing Freedom | 0 Comments  
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I’m not ready to give up on the absolute, perfect body. I’m not ready to relegate my hope for unique beauty to a figment of imagination or the realm of special lighting and secret camera angles. If you’ve read my book, don’t worry. I’m not headed off the deep end, tumbling back into the abysmal nightmare called anorexia. Hear me out. Recently, I was praying about beauty, American ideals, excess, poverty and screwed up priorities. I didn’t really expect to…

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Taking Advantage of Grace

Posted on August 21st, 2014 by in Chasing Freedom | 0 Comments  
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Daddy put his finger to his lips, puckered and made a hushing sound as we climbed out of the station wagon, a block from our final destination. He didn’t need to, we’d gone over the rules and I was an eager accomplice. I wouldn’t make a peep. I put my hand in Daddy’s; his palm felt a little sticky. That was funny because I knew Daddy wasn’t scared. But I saved my questions for later. With a wink, Daddy patted…

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Unpolished Perfection

Posted on August 14th, 2014 by in Chasing Freedom | 0 Comments  
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My tires crunch down their gravel drive at a measly eight-miles-per hour. Every time I make this trip, I keep a sharp eye out for old-fashioned bicycles laid quickly (never carelessly) beside the way. As far as I can see, rows of corn tickle the horizon—just where clear, blue sky kisses the sun-scorched fields. It’s amazing how resilient these crops are. They are not brilliant green anymore, instead coated with a fine layer of dust and bronzed by the unrelenting…

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I Don’t Want to Look Like an iPhone

Posted on July 24th, 2014 by in Chasing Freedom | 0 Comments  
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God got on a soapbox this week. It started with a random email devotional from Desiring God ministries. I was curled in bed, determined to read the requisite “good stuff” before diving into the middle of my novel. The article by Tony Reinke was titled, “Six Ways Your iPhone is Changing You.” Under the heading, “We become like what we behold”, Reinke wrote, “What we love to behold is what we worship. What we spend our time beholding shapes our…

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A Prayer so Powerful It Raises the Dead

Posted on July 17th, 2014 by in Chasing Freedom | 0 Comments  
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It’s a wonder I still believe prayer works. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely do believe prayer is powerful and effective. It can change the course of history. Earth is still spinning 24 hours behind where it should be based on the creation timeline—ever since Joshua asked God to make the sun stand still. Prayer works, but I have personally prayed for many things that never happened, for blessings that never materialized, healing that took forever and sometimes never came….

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The Thorn in My Side

Posted on July 3rd, 2014 by in Chasing Freedom | 2 Comments  
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I was pretty stoked: God had given me an out! I had discovered the Bible verse that indicated anorexia was something I could struggle with my whole life. Now, that sounds discouraging, but then, as someone who had fought the battle with anorexia for over a decade and continued to lose, it seemed like a welcome release. Perhaps I didn’t need to fight so hard, maybe this was something God had given me; my personal struggle. Maybe God wasn’t going…

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Active Rest

Posted on June 26th, 2014 by in Chasing Freedom | 0 Comments  
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I’m really good at giving advice. And I’m pretty good at taking it from others. I start to struggle a bit when I know that I need to take my own advice. More accurately, when I need to listen to the voice of the Holy Spirit as He tells me something I don’t want to hear. There are a lot of things going on in my life that I don’t have much control over. Yet, I’m wearing myself out, tangling…

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His Expression

Posted on June 19th, 2014 by in Chasing Freedom | 0 Comments  
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I remember it like yesterday, but I can’t read his expression any better in my memory than I could 15 years ago. It was somewhere between a mix of frustration, disappointment, reservation, compassion and confusion. We’d covered this ground so many times before, Granddad and I, and he was nearing the point of wondering if things would ever change. Oh please, don’t give up on me, my mind whispered, even as I held back the tears and held my ground—“I’m…

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Lessons From My Failures

Posted on June 12th, 2014 by in Chasing Freedom | 0 Comments  
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A man stood before God listening intently; he wanted to catch every single word of instruction. “Do you see that boulder there?” God asked. “I created it and placed it exactly there with you in mind. This is your mission, your calling. I want you to push that boulder.” “That’s all God?” The man glanced down at his puny physique and felt a flush of shame redden his cheeks. It doesn’t seem like a very important job, he thought. At…

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