My pastor recently said “there are no quick fixes.”
Boy, is he ever right about that!
And it’s probably the reason people stay stuck in bad places…because it is so difficult to make and maintain the necessary changes.
Since my stroke, I’ve battled some major addictions.
Addictions to alcohol.
I can’t really blame that last one on any illness, though.
I’ve always been DEEPLY in love with food….especially BAD food!
For me, the four basic food groups has always been Butter, Cheese, Mayonnaise, and Butter. Yes, I said Butter twice. I LOVE butter!!!!!
When you almost die, it changes your perspective on….everything! I started to tell myself that I wasn’t going to deny myself anything that I enjoyed because my time here is limited. That whole Carpe Diem thing is okay when you’re applying it to having courage to follow your dreams, and all of that. But it’s a dangerous way to think regarding unhealthy vices.
So, around December or January my metabolism handed in his letter of resignation, and very rudely stormed out of the door of my temple!
My weight seemed to skyrocket from there until March, when I’d finally had enough. The story that would run through my head was the one about the rich, young ruler. Jesus told him there was ONE THING he was still withholding (Matthew 19:16-30). I felt like, in that moment, my love, my ADORATION, my ADDICTION , to food was getting in the way of Jesus. He wasn’t my first love anymore.
I know that because I know what I spend most of my time thinking about and pursuing is the thing which I love most. My love for food was taking Someone else’s very deserved place.
It broke my guilty heart into tiny pieces.
I cut out butter. Almost completely. I cut out alot of unhealthy carbs and sugars. I cut back on my cheese intake. Grilling and not frying.
I added avocados, tomatoes, spinach, and fish to my diet. I work out five days a week.
I watched the pounds slowly disappear, and I watched something else too.
I watched this lazy girl become one of real DISCIPLINE!!
I still love food, but it feels different now. It feels “right”, somehow.
I’ve been wanting to share what’s been happening on the inside of me for the past five months, but I kind of wanted to wait until I hit some kind of “milestone”. Since I reached a goal of 25 pounds lost, I figured I’d hit it!
Now, I’m no advocate for doing things on your own or in your own strength. I know I’m the one who has to resist temptations DAILY! But I also know that God is the One who strengthens me and my resolve each day to continue to make health a priority.
I NEVER thought I could survive without butter, or mayonnaise ( I miss you, mayo!!).
I NEVER thought I would be able to do what I just did.
God will give us what we need to go where we need to go. Our only job is to never give up!
Do you not know that those who run in a race all run, but only one receives the prize? Run in such a way that you may win. Everyone who competes in the games exercises self control in all things. They then do it to recieve a perishable wreath, but we an imperishable. Therefore I run in such a way, as not without aim; I box in such a way, as not beating the air; but I discipline my body and make it my slave, so that, after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified.
I Corinthians 9:24-27