Day 419: Just Jesus

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This past week, I needed a bit of a break from blogging, well… actually, I needed a break from the internet and computers and technology in general… sorry I didn’t give anyone a heads up about it, I sorta didn’t realize I needed a break until Monday night last week when it was time to start thinking of a blog and, well, just the thought of it sorta exhausted me.

Nonetheless, the week was not without tests and triumphs!

But it’s funny… as I sit here wanting to write about one of my tests or triumphs, none of them really jump out at me as write-worthy. I mean, I struggled with a Take5 candy bar that my son (who doesn’t like chocolate) started to eat and then abandoned. I might write about that one later, because it did lead to an epiphany. I overate a lot trying to avoid that Take5 bar before I had my little epiphany. I didn’t eat a cake or cupcake at my husband’s grandfather’s 80th birthday, oh, AND my green skinny-style jeans fit more loosely around the hips/muffin top than they have before. My husband’s grandfather drove past me playing with my sons and their cousins and thought I was my sister-in-law WHO WEARS A SIZE 4! And that sister-in-law told me she was going to let me have some of her old size 6 jeans and was surprised to learn that I was a size 8.

So, yeah, the week has had some good and “meh” stuff.

But, all I want to write about is Jesus.

I’ve been getting frustrated… no, not frustrated… confused lately about the fact that I haven’t lost any more weight in a long time (and, yes, I do have some more weight I could lose). And then I see this verse and although it’s actually about his return, it still reminds me that God sometimes doesn’t answer things right when I expect or want Him to… for a reason.

The Lord isn’t really being slow about his promise, as some people think. No, he is being patient for your sake. He does not want anyone to be destroyed, but wants everyone to repent. 2 Peter 3:9

And I go into His Word this morning to remind myself that He. Is. My. Strength. I could commentate on each of these verses, but I think I’m just gonna let the Word of God do its thang this morning.

He gives power to the weak and strength to the powerless. Isaiah 40:29

I can do everything through Christ, who gives me strength. Philippians 4:13

Search for the Lord and for his strength; continually seek him. 1 Chronicles 16:11

God arms me with strength, and he makes my way perfect. Psalms 18:32

O Lord, do not stay far away! You are my strength; come quickly to my aid! Psalm 22:19

He renews my strength. He guides me along right paths, bringing honor to his name. Psalm 23:3

(Note: the pic above is from The Action Bible)

Day 411: My House Has Been Bugged

Seriously.

Bugged. All over the place.

We haven’t been able to escape the bugs. None of us.

And it’s been messy.

And honestly, at this point, I think I’d prefer a governmental bug tap over this bug.

The stomach bug.

{Dummmmmm dum dum dummmmmm!}

My toddler picked it up somewhere… at McDonald’s, at church last Wednesday, or even possibly the Albertson’s shopping cart. And then he passed it on to me, and one of us passed it on to my husband, and one of us passed it on to my preschooler.

And I’ll tell ya what, one way to put food in its place real quick is to have a stomach bug. And this one’s been a doozie. (Yeah, I just said doozie.) You spend four days, at least, just wanting to avoid food. It’s like my entire life’s focus is flipped to its polar opposite during those four days. My husband made the boys eggs the morning that I came down with it and just the smell of the eggs was enough to make me nauseous! {But props to him for taking care of the boys… he didn’t have it yet and was trying to keep the house afloat!}

I was so hungry yesterday evening after one day of eating nothing and another day of only saltines and Gatorade… that I jumped the gun and ate a baked potato.

Okay, okay. A baked potato with sour cream.

And butter.

And cheese.

The whole. thing.

Not half. Not one devoid of those additions too-fat for my extremely sensitive tummy. Not one that might get somewhat close to following the BRAT Recovery Diet. Nope. The whole thing. Pretty much loaded.

WHY?

(I ask that question a lot don’t I?)

Because these gluttonous tendencies just POP up out of nowhere when I least expect them. I mean… I ate that sucker like a woman starved. I guess I was… literally… starved at that point. But it was like my mind, my renewal, my restraint just went out the window and I wasn’t even thinking! I was just EATING.

BUT. I learned my lesson! This is a great, great thing! I didn’t try to eat a freaking pop tart or something this morning… I ate a banana. And for lunch I ate chicken and rice soup (yes, yes, I know that I’m a vegetarian, but we are a little low on stockpiles for sickie people, so I went with what was best out of my options). And for dinner, I made rice for me to eat! And I EVEN stopped eating when I got too full!

It is a small triumph, but hey… I’ll take it!

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This last week in my Beth Moore study over The Patriarchs, she was discussing Tests and Triumphs and she talked about how sometimes you can just read his Word, learn what God wants to teach you, apply it and never need to “leave the classroom”. And sometimes you simply “don’t get it” being just in the classroom and so God has to take you on a little “field trip.” Well, this year has been a mix of those two things. Somedays I learn it from The Word, and some days I have to take a field trip down to the ol’ Gluttony Community Center to get myself turned around. But I get encouraged when my mandatory field trips are shorter and shorter. Instead of me trying to eat too much again today, I went back to my normal ol self! It was a pretty short field trip!

You see… God is good. As much as I try to do it my own way, He is good. He always pulls me back to teach me The Way. And when The Way heals me, soothes me, redirects me, then He has Glory. And He Has Victory.

And that might {might} just make it worth having the stomach bug in the long run.

The Lord is my strength and my song; he has given me victory…The strong right arm of the Lord is raised in triumph. The strong right arm of the Lord has done glorious things! Psalm 118:14,16

Day Thirty-One: Fading Like Philistines

It’s really interesting how “losing” can impact my momentum. And I’m not talking about losing weight either… that pretty much always gets me pumped. But, what I’m talking about is the concept of one step forward, two steps back. Like, yesterday, when I posted about eating several granola bars. It might not have been a big deal but when you add up several “little battles” that I lose, then it just sorta… gets ya down.

And my mind sorta jumps to the Philistines here…

They were pretty much Israel’s biggest enemy throughout the lives of the patriarchs, the judges, and the kings of Israel. There are countless battles with the Philistines… some Israel would win. Some Israel would lose.

But… I think that the message comes from the fact that now… they are gone. Sure, some people think that the Palestinians are maybe somewhat distantly related to the Philistines, but hey… we are all somewhat distantly related to everyone. There just doesn’t seem to be enough (from what I’ve read) that really supports that the Philistines are still around as a people group.

And I think that I can learn from that…

In my life, I will have little battles that I lose (like the granola bar incident a few days ago), and I will have little battles that I win (like when I didn’t eat the brownies I made for a friend). I will also have triumphs that will only happen after disaster like that of Samson and the Philistines. I will have triumphs that happen so that the Glory of God might be evident to everyone, like when David defeated Goliath.

But I am reminded

“Here on earth you will have many trials and sorrows. But take heart, because I have overcome the world.” John 16:33

In the end, despite both large and small battles lost, the Philistines faded into the past.

In the end, despite both large and small battles lost, my addiction will fade into the past.

And I am going to be encouraged, because God has overcome the world! And if he has overcome the world… then my little addiction is easy breezy for him to squash.