What I do have the answer on is sugar.
It’s not like I didn’t have the answer some months ago. But now…I feel the answer is reinforced. When I look back over my now-defunct “diet” journal from last year, two things I was certain of: I couldn’t eat sugar without repercussions, and I was being obedient to God when I abstained from it. God made a way out for me and it’s up to me to choose the path He so graciously supplied; to choose, and to be thankful that I do, indeed, have an escape.
I have been struggling (and gaining weight) because I allowed myself to fall for the ole “you can have a little” trick. I now have made a commitment to abstain from sugar/bread for one solid week. I have to clarify, and say that I do not plan to ever have sugar again, but because I have struggled with it so, I am committing to one week, and prayerfully believing that I will be “detoxed” from the poison that sugar is to my body. I must remember that I can’t rely on myself, but that I can definitely rely on His strength.
When I first realized I was struggling, I fell back into the mindset of “I have to…” trying to rely on own willpower, a mindset of being on a diet, limiting, counting...all those things that I prove over and over again that I can't manage to do. I even made a new unpublicized blog (because I am ashamed to have fallen so far, walking a road I never thought I be on again) to write about getting back on the right track. Well…Jesus is the right track, He is my freedom. The new blog will go by the wayside, and I will write about struggle vs. freedom here. It’s only fair, is it not, for the ones who cheered me on to be aware that I fell down. Thanks to God, (who is for me, not against me) I can (and do) refuse to stay down.