I can do all things.
I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
- Philipians 4:13
I want to give all glory to God, because without Christ and the strength He gives me, I’d be right back where I was a few months ago. As far as my weight was concerned, I was completely and totally hopeless.
You know, I’ve tried loosing weight on my own so many times that I don’t want to think about it. I have even gone through times where I didn’t even try because I’d come to believe it was impossible. I became what is called an “avoider”. I’d avoid confronting my situation at all because of the fear of not being able to beat it. I’d tell myself that I don’t deserve to be thin because I can’t keep the weight off. Being fat gave me an excuse to be depressed, and an excuse to avoid people and events in my life. By avoiding my situation, and ignoring the fact that I am morbidly obese, I enabled myself to avoid failure by not even trying.
God came into my life almost seven years ago, when my father died suddenly at the young age of 51. That story is for another time though, because that would lead me off into a lengthy tangent! When God came into my life, He began making changes, and those changes have been ongoing ever since. He began working on my soul before he began working on my bad habits. Essentially, He is cleaning house, and there is quite a bit of cleaning that needs to be done. Slowly, but surely, it is getting done. He is molding and shaping me into what He wants me to be, and I couldn’t be happier.
Once I let go, and gave God control of the reins, I learned that He can do remarkable things. He can do things that I know I cannot. He gave me the strength to quit smoking two years ago (I smoked at least one pack a day for 22 years). He feeds my marriage, He has made it a tremendously fulfilling relationship….you might say He was the “missing ingredient”. He has given me insight into the beauty of my children and all that they are, which has made me a much better parent then I ever thought possible.
When I began this journey of weight loss on January 7, 2007, I began it with Him in the lead. I wouldn’t have it any other way. You see, Christ is not my co-pilot, He is my pilot. Otherwise, things would get all screwed up with me trying to be in control. As long as I follow Him, I know I’ll be okay. It is when I stray and listen to my own yearnings that I fail.
I am early yet in my progress, I have quite a ways to go, as a matter of fact, this journey is never ending. There is no ending when I hit a certain number. The numbers are merely a way to gauge my progress. This is the way my life is, and will be from here on out, and I am so good with that. My soul is content with this, all of me is content with this, because I am in good hands. I am in God’s hands. There is no better place to be. 
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