Weighing In

Okay, it's time to face the music---among other cliches. I am really tired of cliches. I not only feel as if I need to lose weight for my health, I want to lose weight so that my appearance will please me. I don't like looking in the mirror. I don't enjoy trying on clothing. I don't enjoy much of anything about life and that is a SIN! Why is food so important to me? I have several theories but I will not list them here for public viewing. I am asking the Lord to show me why I feel so attached to food. I am constantly thinking about it; trying to control it; trying to make it taste better; trying to make it please me and satisfy me, when it doesn't really have any power at all except what power I have given to it. Sort of like programming a computer. I am the one giving the food it's value. Food is for nourishment as well as enjoyment but I have gone way past the enjoyment to I would say, addiction. This must be what a meth addict feels like or a crack head. God forgive me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I do want to eat healthy foods, but I also would like to have foods that please my taste buds, too, or maybe that please my heart, the root of my desires. However, food is not the answer to my problems, to my yearnings, to my sorrows, to my emptiness, loneliness, confusion or despair. Jesus Christ is the answer to all of these things, even to my hunger pangs.

I will begin tomorrow as it is late and I have already eaten today. I ate a sensible lunch, no breakfast; 2 bowls of ice cream and then some cheese dip and chips. I drank three diet sprites. Tomorrow is a new day. I will eat to please Jesus and not myself.

I need the Holy Spirit. I have done things my way for far too long and my ways are not working nor helping me at all. I need Jesus more than I need food or drink, more than the air I breathe and more than the clothing on my back and shoes on my feet and roof over my head. I need Jesus.