One of the chapters I read in the Beth Moore book was about sliding or slipping into a pit. I definitely think that's what has happened with my weight. I never intended for one too many good times eating out with friends or stops at drive throughs on the way home from work or just some candy to make the day better would turn into 20 pounds of weight gain and leave me at my highest weight I've ever been. Please forgive that last run-on sentence. Last Saturday was my neice's bridal shower and I had a revelation during the shower. Some pictures were taken and I looked terrible in each one. Not because it was a bad picture but because I looked bloated- swollen- overweight. I looked sick. It's a pit I've slipped into.
I eat for comfort when I have a bad day, I eat to have a companion with a good show or a movie and I eat to celebrate. Satan has told me a bunch of lies about food. Food can be enjoyed and should be enjoyed but not abused like a drug. The thing about my particular pit is that it's visible to everyone else. I can't keep it a secret because it's all on the outside for everyone to see no matter how blousy/flattering my clothes are or how many restricting/sucking-in undergarments I wear- EVERYONE sees it.
Disclaimer: everyone's struggle is different. I, in particular, am a food abuser. That is not the case for every overweight/obese person.
The Lord has provided a tool for me to use through my sister to help get me out of this pit and He has also given me encouragement through song, my sisters and friends. He alone is my Deliverer and Provider. On Sunday, the Lord and I had a moment during a worship song. He reminded me that He never lets go through the calm and through the storm, through every high and every low, He never lets go of me.
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