Saturday, August 04, 2012
As many Americans, my family has adopted some very bad eating habits. We all struggle with our weight and one of my brothers was knocking on death's door about five months ago. All of us have worked hard towards supporting him in his recovery, but now that he is feeling better, he has started in his old habits of buying and eating the wrong things. He had one kidney removed, so on top of his diabetic restricitions, he has additional things that he needs to watch out for. It is frustratitng to see him go down this path again. It got me thinking about my own issues of obesity and how part of recovery is back sliding and I am trying to maintain a supportive nature when all I want to do is yell at him for destroying all the positive steps he has made. I want to get on a pedastal and chastize him for what he is doing. I then turn the mirror on myself and know that is not what he needs. He needs for me to be supportive regardless of his pitfalls. So instead of calling him and yelling at him, I took to this blog to write down these thoughts and also ask myself, "what would Jesus do?" I remind myself that regardless of all my imperfections, he never gives up on me. So, brother, I am here to continue to support you and not stop because you are making bad decisions. I hope you find your way back and continue to eat healthy and get stronger.