I thought it would be good to have an Inspirational Article Thread. Here's an article to start things off.-Elayne
“Weighting” on the Lord
by Nancy Kennedy
I'm desperately trying to get back on track.
March 5, 2008 | In the last few months, I’ve been dealing with two parallel problems.
Problem #1: I’m stuck at a weight-loss plateau. Five years ago, I joined Weight Watchers. A year later, I’d achieved my goal, losing 37 pounds from my five-foot, one-inch frame.
Losing the weight was incredibly easy: Since my husband worked out of town, I only had to cook for myself. For nearly a year, I lost steadily, never hitting a plateau, never yo-yoing one pound up, one pound down.
For the next three and a half years, even after my husband retired and was home full-time, I stayed between five and seven pounds below my goal weight, diligently tracking my daily “points” and attending meetings.
But then I started to slack off. I’d go a week without exercise, yet rarely an evening without a bowl of ice cream while watching TV. Not surprisingly, I gained some weight back.
Around Christmas, I decided to get on track. I knew the best way to compensate for straying was to get back on the proven path.
But even though I have less than ten pounds to lose this time, I haven’t been able to lose weight as easily as I did initially. In fact, although I’m doing everything I did when I experienced victory after victory, I’m not losing weight. I’ve even gained a few more pounds! Something’s going on inside me I don’t understand—and I don’t like it.
Problem #2: I don’t know how to say this any other way—sometimes I want to quit Jesus. Not really, but I’ve thought about doing so a lot lately, even though I’m not in crisis, and I’m not prone to depression. But just as I’m at a weight-loss plateau, I’m at a faith plateau, and I don’t like that, either.
I want to “quit Jesus” when I think how badly I want others in my family and sphere of friends to share my Christian faith, and they seem uninterested. I toy with the “if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em” philosophy. As a result, lately I’ve had trouble getting to church. My husband goes only occasionally, and I'm tired of going alone. So I get up, dress, leave on time, then stop at Wal-Mart and dawdle, telling myself that I should get back into my car and just go. That once I’m there, I’ll be OK. That God’s grace is sufficient to see me through.
So far I haven’t actually skipped church. For several weeks now I’ve crept in late, sat way in the back. But I’ve gone—and God’s met me there.
At last week’s service, the congregation sang “Rock of Ages.” When we got to the “wash me, Savior, or I die” part, I sang it with all my heart. Unless you wash me, Jesus, unless you hold me and keep me from slipping—or running—away, I die.
The other day I e-mailed my Weight Watchers leader. I told her I know when I’m fudging on the plan, and, this time, I’m not. I’m frustrated and a bit discouraged, I told her, but I won’t give up. I don’t ever want to go back to the way I was. I’ve come too far—and tasted victory.
Besides, for me, I’ve discovered there’s no other way to lose the weight.
The same truth applies to Jesus. Once, when some of his followers started turning away, Jesus asked his disciples if they, too, wanted to quit. Peter answered, “Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life” (John 6:68).
I always come back to that truth. When following Jesus becomes wearying, when doing right feels fruitless, when everyone else seems more successful, I remember the apostle Peter’s words.
I can’t quit. I won’t quit. I have no other, no better place to go.
Question for Discussion:
Have you experienced frustrating, confusing times in your relationship with God? What keeps you from quitting? Have you ever “quit Jesus”? What made you leave—and what brought you back?
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