EVIDENCE! ;-)

“UGH! What is on your laptop keyboard?”

My husband’s voice emitted disdain and disapproval. I am just sure he wondered how I could be so careless as to allow “gunk” to find it’s way to the keys.

Confident that I could put him in his place, I lovingly replied: “Look again. It isn’t something ON the keys, those spots are where the finish on the keys is WORN.”

“You are kidding!”

I have only had this laptop since October–that is IF memory serves…and it doesn’t typically, so I can’t be too sure about how long I have had it and how quickly the keys have become worn on those three spots.

Here is a close-up shot of the keys that are worn. Go ahead and do some super sleuthing…What keys are most used on my laptop keyboard? ๐Ÿ™‚

Look closely. There are three letters…and what words do these three letters spell?

(In case you can’t see the photos, the keys are E, A, and T which can spell “EAT” or “TEA” or “ATE” or…????)

I wonder if there is a message for me in this…

I know…God is telling me to EAT!

Hmmm…maybe not. Maybe he is telling me to start drinking TEA! (I hate anything that tastes bitter–even lettuce, let alone tea!)

Or maybe he is telling I already ATE, so quit already! ๐Ÿ™‚

Or maybe he is telling me I blog and post at the TW forums FAR too often about EATing and ATEing! ๐Ÿ˜‰

Deceived?

Thanks, folks, for your kind encouragement.

I am in an odd place today. I am wondering if, at some level, I have been deceiving myself about my eating. I want to be sure I always offer this to God…always…and ask Him what HE says. It is so easy to deceive myself, truly. Maybe I am doing some of that here as well.

So, today, I think I will eat half of what I normally do…”normally” since being on this leg of my journey. Maybe my portions have sort of gradually expanded to be more than they were when I was releasing the weight and keeping it off. I know that my God-given size is definitely not the 150 that it was when I was drinking all that caffeine, but I look at my body and see that God may want me to find a “happy medium.”

I know that there is a BIG work ahead…in order to be a godly, faithful steward of my body, God’s temple, I know I need to be more methodical and intentional about being sure I get an appropriate amount of activity. My life has been quite active during the past few years…but right now, I am not riding my horses…and that means I am not as active. When I ride, I often get off and walk for the exercise, in part, but also because my riding horses are in their 20s and going up and down steep hills is hard on their joints…

Since I am not riding right now, I am not doing those extra walks…

I know that I am less active, but I also know that this doesn’t cause weight to creep back on–not if I eat between 0 and 5. When I am less active, I will be at a 0 less frequently. Maybe this is where the “deception” is..maybe I am eating like I have been when I have been more active…assuming that I am hungry when maybe it is more of a psychological “of course I am hungry now…” sort of thing.

Well, no matter. I will commit it to prayer and allow God to form Christ in me through my wondering. I definitely don’t want to assume I have things “down pat!”

Thank you again for the encouragement.

Holy Struggle Summarized and Lived…

It is so odd to me during my study of this book with the name of Get Thin, Stay Thin…well, I gained weight. Yes… I actually began the study thinner than I am now at the end of studying it. Isn’t that weird? Ironic really.

Get Thin…I had…and I was freaking out about all I needed to do to stay at that weight/size back in January when I began this study with my accountability partner. I struggled with a few pounds during the holidays…but that was nothing compared to what was ahead. I had NO idea!

Stay Thin…er…not quite! It seems so like God to lead me to unwrap grave clothes that actually resulted in my gaining weight…going up one size. I went from being artificially thin due to caffeine addiction to being a weight/size that I guess is his for me today.

Having shed that caffeine dependency, I am NOW my “natural” God-given size instead of my non-natural, caffeine-given size!

To be totally honest here, there is *some* caffeine in modest amounts in my life in the form of a flavored cappuccino drink and Dr. Pepper every once in a while (no nutrasweet, however)…but my accountability partner and I are watching that like hawks. I see how easy it would be to fall and become dependent on caffeine again.

I celebrate that God has done yet another NEW thing (and continues to do it!).

In the past, gaining ANY weight after losing it all and becoming truly *thin*, I would have thrown in the towel and been back up up up and away…I would have thrown caution to the wind and overeaten, returning to all my old ways. I would have *stopped* “struggling” and given in.

My life literally WON’T allow for that now. Eating when I am hungry and stopping when I am no longer hungry has become such a *constant* way for me and the way *I* am…not just something I am working at…that I can’t go back to living the old way. Praise the LORD!

So God has done yet another new thing…shown me how to gain weight gracefully. ๐Ÿ˜‰ WITHOUT it spelling the end of all things! Without DOOM, destruction, HORROR!

THERE IS NO SHAME IN THIS! To allow shame is to believe a LIE FROM THE PIT OF HELL.

So here it is again, in case anyone has missed it!…I AM BIGGER THAN I USED TO BE!

This is NOT failure!! Nanner nanner moo moo, Satan!

I have removed grave clothes that kept me from intimacy with God…even my “status” as “Thin Within Woman” kept me from dependency on God…pride and arrogance…bleah! But, now, I have broken out of that…I am free…or free to BE free. (It is a process!)

THIS IS the “holy struggle.” To believe Him for all I am worth no matter what my past may dictate, what well meaning people may think (“Being thinner is better”) or say or do in response to the newest addition of photos and admissions here at my blog. I am closer to God than I was in those months of being 150 pounds. More strongholds have been torn down in my life! How can I argue with that? ๐Ÿ™‚

So onward I walk…I commit to the “struggle.” I am willing. It is worth it.

Holy Struggle – Part 7


God is at work! Sometimes it is easy to forget that He has made some promises for us…”He who began a good work WILL complete it until the day of Christ!” (Philippians 1:6)

Continuing my reading in chapter 9 of the Hallidays’ book, Get Thin Stay Thin…

So in each choice we make we find ourselves asking, “Am I responding to the demands of my old nature for some temporary gratification, or in accordance with the Spirit and my desire for permanent intimacy?” GTST, p. 174

God is after intimacy with his creation. He has been stripping away the layers of grave clothes that stood as a wall between me and Him. I didn’t realize just how much had gone into constructing these “protective” layers…what caused me to feel protected from pain in my life, also served to keep out the very thing I need and long for–that for which I was created–intimacy with the Lover of my soul! I am so thankful that He has exposed this.

Now that I don’t throw food in my mouth every time I have emotional pain or turmoil (or even, simply, agitation), I am left in a place of NEED. Before, I numbed that need. In this place of NEED, I can wait on the Lord…or that is the idea. But I must “be still and know” that He is God. Sometimes it takes a long time…but he is always faithful to BE sufficient, to show up with HIS solution.

We must choose what we will eat based on what we hear our bodies tell us and through the leading of the Spirit. These choices are not insignificant, since our physical and emotional well-being are profoundly affected by what we put in our mouths. These decisions are a crucial part of the shaping and molding process by which we become new creations in Christ. GTST, p. 175

If you are, like me, someone who has used the principles of eating when physically hungry and stopping when no longer hungry, for a long time, then it is easy to fall back on “what has always worked.” I know that in the past, when I was hungry, I could eat a snack wrap, a few fries and sip on a large diet soda at McDonald’s, for a couple of hours after the meal…

Things have changed…first off, I am not drinking large diet sodas any more (not drinking diet soda at all). I also notice that my body NEEDS LESS FOOD. I have to be careful not to assume that I KNOW how much food I need based on my past experience. God wants INTIMACY with me. He wants me to care about what HE says. So, like the quote above, I must ask the Lord to show me what and how much to eat. The “when” is clear…when I am hungry, of course. But it is evident to me that the “what” and “how much” have changed. These are not insignificant choices. I won’t minimize the value.

I need him.

Funny how that is.

To not ask God, to rely on what “I have always done,” results in turning my eating into “the Heidi Diet”–eating what I have eaten for a couple of years as he led, but now doing it on “autopilot” because “it worked” before.

He won’t let me get away with that right now.

He is after intimacy…Hmmm….a theme here!

Of Neurotic Golden Retrievers and “Personal Growth”

God must have decided almost three years ago that our family needed to be tested…so, Daisy entered our lives. (I didn’t name her…her former family did…) Don’t be deceived…that cute, almost-pouty face with the equally disarming name is a facade. She is a terror on wheels–even now, almost three years later. God continues to use this golden retriever who we RESCUED (I have to remind her of that!) at 8 months of age…to surface all of our shortcomings! Or to torment us. (Just kidding!)

Apart from Daisy’s presence in our lives, we might grow apathetic and think we were really progressing in our growth in Christ-like character. Silly us. We can’t have that, now can we? ๐Ÿ™‚

For instance, if we deceive ourselves into thinking we are becoming more patient, it won’t be long before Daisy will be God’s divine instrument to show us how IMpatient we are! If we pat ourselves on the back that anger is no longer an issue, in a moment Daisy will flush massive irritability to the surface. Hmm…. Praise the Lord… :-/

God uses my animals (all seven of them) to teach me things about myself, about Him, and about life. Daisy is definitely front and center in being used of the Lord. Maybe it is coming off of the the winter months, the rain that has kept me inside more where she definitely has “dominion.” I have never had a dog this neurotic OR spoiled…rotten. (I know, I need to own this…)

One of the things we have been trying to do is teach her NOT to bark at everything. I realize that much of this barking may be due to instinct and territory and all of that, but the truth is, we live where there is a POA that takes a very dim view on dogs that bark incessantly. If we want to avoid fines, we have to keep the dogs reasonably quiet. Thus, she and her counterpart, Jordan (our other dog we got from the pound), live inside when we are home–which is a great deal of the time.

I really feel like the ideal situation for them would be a huge ranch where they could roam and run and not be neurotic…but, for now, this is all I have to offer them.

So, to teach Daisy not to bark I have this system figured out. It works pretty well and keeps my blood pressure down. She typically starts her barking frenzies with a deep throaty growl. If I catch it then, we can usually do ok. She responds best to this system I have worked out. As dorky as it sounds. When she starts that low throaty growl, I use an equally low, firm tone, “Daisy, no barking….” If she barks anyway, I scoop her up in my arms, carry her to the couch, put her on it (I know I am sick!) and put my finger and face in her face and say again in a deep, firm tone… “NO barking…” There is something about this combination that has worked where other “methods” have failed.

When she manages not to bark in spite of the deer or wild turkeys right outside the window, she sometimes turns, comes toward me, tail low, look on her face of “Aren’t you proud of me?” and I make a huge deal out of it. A high-pitched “happy” “Good GIRL! No barking! YAY! Good GIRL!” She loves this and wiggles her bottom with glee as I rub her and make quite a production out of her “good choice.” This works much better than the citronella spray collar we tried each time she barked (we were desperate).

There are times, however, when I hear that deep throaty growl and know that some deer (sometimes as many as 8 or 10 of them) have her attention. We start our exchange:

Daisy: (deep throaty growl…standing in the living room)

Me: (deep voice with conviction, but calm…) Daisy, no barking….

Daisy: (more throaty growl…glancing at me sideways…)

Me: Daisy……no barking…

This is the moment of decision…Will she choose to head for the window? If so, it almost guarantees that she has decided to toss aside her training in favor of a frenzied assault on the window with uproarious barking. This is where the “fun” is and where giving in to instinct and everything else all comes into play. It is tough to stop it once it starts, short of my doing the scooping her up into my arms and toss her on the couch routine….

This week, men were working along our road, clearing out brush, making burn piles, coming and going all day, every day. There were a lot of opportunities for Daisy to practice what she knows and for us to continue to grow in Christ-like character as she chose NOT to. ๐Ÿ˜‰ There were times when she would resist her impulse and come to me tail wagging, “I did good! I am not barking!”

…and then there were the other times… Casting a sidelong look over her shoulder she would head for the window with gusto…maybe holding back barking…for another few seconds…before letting loose in a frenzy!

It was during those times when she would head to the window to look outside that I was reminded of myself. Daisy’s choice to throw her training aside happened before she ever started barking. It happened when she chose to look over her shoulder at me and then head to the window anyhow…knowing that if she looked out the window she would see something surely worthy of “caving in” for…worth barking over.

It reminded me of Romans 13:14 that says: “…make no provision for the flesh in regard to its lusts. “

Now I KNOW that Daisy isn’t “sinning” exactly … so please don’t straighten me out about this, but God certainly used this as a mirror for me…

How often do I, in spite of my “training,” cast a sidelong look to God, but then head toward that spot where I know I will experience temptation that may seem beyond my ability to withstand in the moment? How often do I “make provision for my flesh,” knowing that I will probably “give in” and let slide all that I know is best and right? How often do I cast aside the joy of my Master in exchange for giving in to what seems instinctual to me?

For instance, let’s say I know that each time I go to the Cool Deli I simply will NOT resist buying and eating a huge piece of chocolate cheese cake, no matter what my hunger number. I have a number of options…and depending on which I choose, I think it reflects my intentions. So, let’s say I figure, “Well, I will go in to the Deli, but not buy a piece of chocolate cheesecake.” Ok…that is a good start, perhaps. But then, maybe I go a bit farther the longer I am at the deli. “I will buy the chocolate cheesecake and save it for sharing with my husband at home when I am at a 0.” Ok. Good intentions there, too. The longer I sit at the deli, though, with that unopened cheesecake sitting in front of me (they have them on paper plates, with plastic wrap covering them), the more I begin to ponder… “Well, I am not *quite* at a 5…I *could* have a couple of bites of this cheesecake and be ok…” See? There it is…getting closer to blatantly barking my head off at the deer. ๐Ÿ˜‰ Before I know it, I have eaten the entire piece of chocolate cheesecake!

So, when did my choice to “cast aside my training” happen? In this case, until I grow in maturity, I believe it happened when I chose to buy the cheesecake at all…maybe even when I chose to go buy a sandwich at the Deli at all. Maybe I need to stay away from the Deli for a season!

So, I “make provision for my flesh,” for my lusts to have their way with me when I don’t safeguard my life from those tempting situations that I know cause me to stumble. There may be a season when I need to stay away from the Deli, or a season where I don’t have any of a favorite food in the house, or where I don’t go out to eat with a certain friend who I have historically chowed down with. These choices may be what I need to do to avoid making provisions for my flesh. I want to safeguard my life and so it is worth it to structure things so I am not in these tempting situations.

While I have been writing this, the deer have wandered past the window. Daisy tried her best to resist her urge until Jordan gave in and barked…and then she caved…

Holy Struggle – Part 6

In the mid-80s, the Nike sports-shoe company was losing a lot of ground to Reebok. As “legend” has it, the “Just Do It” campaign was birthed during a meeting when someone threw out the comment “You Nike guys just do it…” rather off-handedly.

During the mid-80s to mid-90s, the Nike company’s “Just Do It” advertising campaign was responsible for a huge shift in the consumer dollars spent on sports shoes. Nike’s approach was a winner. Sometimes, “Just Do It” works. It did for Nike and, often, it works for us.

There are times when one has to choose, with an act of the will to “Just Do It.” To set aside all the excuses and to take one baby step toward choosing, in this moment, to live out the freedom that Christ has purchased for us.

Sometimes, as I am finding this morning (for instance), grabbing this moment for the Lord means a form of refusing to “Just Do It.” What I mean is that sometimes I have had this attitude that my choice doesn’t matter, so I will just get up off the couch where I have been having my quiet time, head for the kitchen and eat that donut instead of waiting until I am hungry…”Just do it” in a negative light.

So, this morning, as temptation has been present, I have chosen a “Just Don’t Do It” sort of mentality. Just DON’T give in to temptation. Just DON’T get up and have breakfast until I am hungry. Just DON’T make a cup of white chocolate, caramel cappuccino (a “new” vice for me if I let it be…caffeine and all!).

I want to refuse to give in to activities and attitudes that, in the past, have allowed my flesh to have rule over me, over my mind, over my heart. I am done with that…or I want to be.

Sometimes, I can choose an alternate activity to eating…when temptation faces me I can do something else:

We chose an alternate activity (to eating) so that what we’ve done in the past no longer has dominion over us. This will allow us even more time to sort out the feelings that arise and to choose how to respond rightly. By choosing to stop and not give in to disordered eating, we give the Spirit opportunity to speak. Get Thin Stay Thin, p. 173

WHY do I want to, time and again, eat when I am not hungry? What drives that? Why, when I know that eating more than my body needs causes a host of problems for me (including weight gain), do I want to keep doing that which causes such negative results? There is something inside me that isn’t rational…

The sinful nature of our flesh…says, “Get the pain to stop! Get rid of the discomfort!” The Spirit says, “Listen to that hunger. Wait for the Lord.” As we do this, we enter a new pattern of behavior in which we are continuously being renewed in intimacy with the Spirit, choice by choice. GTST, p. 174

Each moment matters…and not just in the “dieting” sense, though it matters there, too. It matters at a much deeper level. When I allow my impulses to drive me, then the first thought I get of the brownies in the kitchen or the left over chimichanga results in my heeding or “obeying” that impulse… I HOP up and follow my fleshly impulses and allow those impulses to drive my life.

Rather, I aspire to stop. I can think of it in one of two ways (or both):

“Just Do It”…just make the hard choice, just say no to the flesh.

Or think of it the other way:

“Just don’t do it…” don’t allow the impulses to drive my choices…learn to harness my appetites.

There is something so much deeper at work here than the food, body size, weight.

As I have refused this morning to give in to fleshly impulses, as I have waited on the Lord in this place…and not gotten up from the couch to go eat breakfast before I am hungry, I have been embraced by his presence. I am more aware of Him. His voice is clearer, His love more tangible. Though it is always present, I so often insulate myself from intimacy with the One who created me by turning to food to be my Delight and my Comfort. These things HE wants to be.