Most of my young life I was very athletic. Very Competitive. Very much the "Tom-Boy".
With 1 older Brother and 6 younger ones (and only 1 sister - younger-) how could I be anything else?
I watch my "wirery" granddaughter sprinting past the boys and I see myself.
I pause to pray "The Battle of the Bulge" that most of the women (and many of the men) in my family fight will never be hers.
She lives with me now. She and her brother have for 3 years. He will be 12 years old soon.
My granddaughter (my daughter's daughter) shadows my every movement. (Just as her mother did with my mother. Just as I loved to do with my "Me-Maw" and my "Mam-Maw" .)
Through the years, my children and my grandchildren loved to FREQUENTLY visit me in the kitchen begging me to let them have a sample of this, a taste of that; and eventually, began begging me to teach them to cook the family recipes, especially during the Holidays
Now that I am no longer able to cook, my sons (31 and 25 years old now) often lament the fact that I never passed the "Secret Family Recipes" on to them. My granddaughter and my grandson often wail that I will, " NEVER teach them to cook" They will, "NEVER learn to cook as good as I did."
Our family's - MY - unhealthy habits must not become "norms" for them to live by.
I have decided that I will finish the work my younger brother started before diabetes claimed his life in 2005.
(2 weeks after his 40th birthday. )
I will convert our family's recipes to healthier versions. I plan to give them out as gifts for Christmas next year!
THE BUCK STOPS HERE!
Like my grandson, I must learn not to cheat myself out of victory by the (food) choices I make.
Like him, too, I must learn that foolish (food) choices will not led to defeat; as long as I listen to the "Voice" encouraging me to finish the race. He was laughed at. He was teased (even for a long time after the race was finished). He was limping and he could not run as fast. However, he listened to the calm voice of his Uncle - the "Voice" of encouragement and did what he had to do to finish the race.
His baby cousin - unnoticed by anyone - staggered, slipped - got up and finished the race.
He listened to the "Voice of Encouragement". It was not directed to him but he listened anyway and found the encouragement - the direction - he needed to finish the race.
Each of the children hearing the "Voice of Encouragement", determined within themselves to do their best - to finish the race.
(Furthermore, they all enjoyed the time they spent together RACING.)
Like these dear children, I will be determined to focus on winning instead of where I started out in this race, what the other runners look like, or what my limitations might be.
(Did you notice, the boys were wearing tennis shoes - SHE was wearing BOOTS!)
She didn't waste time. She didn't have time to waste. No energy to focus on how many times she had won or lost SO MANY RACES before.
She made up her mind.
She took her place at the starting line.
She listened to the "Guiding Voice" (of her Uncle).
She put forth all her effort.
If I follow this example, I will be a winner, too!
"The race doesn't always go to the fastest runner, it goes to the one who endures to the end." (THE BIBLE TELLS ME SO.)