Thursday, January 24, 2013
So...I was feeling the twinges of hunger and decided that I was going to have a bowl of shredded mini wheats. I knew it wasn't long until dinner, but I decided that would be my dinner. Well... long story short... I made dinner, served everyone else, and then served myself a little bit of everything. The problem is... I was not hungry. My tummy was not rumbling, not dizzy, or lightheaded or anything else... I just wanted to taste that home cooked Honduran food.
Okay. I feel better now. I got that off my chest. I disobeyed. I am sorry. I have repented.
The reset button has been pushed.
So...What am I excited about? Personal growth. I am retraining myself to be sensitive to my body's signals...hungry... tired... thirsty... etc. The neat thing is that I am tuned in. I wasn't not so long ago. I would eat because everyone else was eating, whether or not I was truly hungry. Mind you, I would eat small portions, but I would eat. Now, I am learning to serve the food and either A.) Go read my Bible, B.) Go do some housework or C.) Go spark.
Obviously, I haven't arrived, but I'm celebrating the journey.
Thank you, Heavenly Father, that you see and understand that I am but dust. You see my frail state and yet you still love me. You desire for me to run to you and depend on you when I can't find my own way. Here I am. Keep changing me. I want to be all that you want me to be for your honor and glory. I love you. Please take me each step of this long journey. I can't do it on my own, but I can cling to you with mustard seed faith. I will continue to do my best. YOU do the rest.