Friends, what you are about to see is ridiculous. I apologize in advance for the vegan/vegetarian buds, but this is all in good fun. My job is really awesome, and BACON 2012 is our latest marketing effort to really create a Social Presence online, and to also participate in the current political frenzy. My husband, Dan, is the doofus you will see below. I love him.
Seriously though…. everyone take a few minutes, and chill out. Take a break from the political debates and rants, eat some dang bacon, and watch this video.
It’s astounding, once I am sober- minded, to think about the thoughts I had prior that I would use to justify the propitiation of sin.
And by sober-minded, I mean having repented of deep, dark sins, leaving me clear- headed. Like a blindfold taken off of my eyes.
Seriously though, let’s really think about this. When we are completely consumed with the chase of earthly joys, we are drunk in sin, running aimlessly about, never really catching what we want. We stumble around without any clear vision or realization of how much we are hurting ourselves, and it is only until we wake up the next morning, with a massive headache, that we realize the bruises on our arms and the cuts on our feet.
I haven’t been doing very well with the coffee. I wrote a few weeks ago about giving up coffee because it had become an idol, but one does not simply kick over a golden calf, destroying it with one pathetic push (especially if it is not truly repented of). Remember how much work it took to build it?
Same with food.
And with spending money.
And with wanting a fairy-tale marriage.
I’ve been really sick the past few days. I actually cannot think of another time in my life when a sore throat was this painful. My body aches, and my face is draining slowly. All of this led me to sit down with a cup of very hot tea this morning while Abram was taking a nap, and dive into God’s arms. Putting the pain of my flesh aside, it was incredibly restful. I heard deep, deep down within my soul the holy spirit asking me why I keep chasing these things. We simply started conversing. I was reminded of why I permanently had the word “Beloved” tattooed on my wrist, the reason there is a tree with vines on my shoulder, and a sparrow that rests on the skin below my ear.
Oh yea. I forgot about those.
I then felt lead into a much needed time of repentance, where I desperately yet fearlessly let these idols of coffee, food, money and marriage go. With each sin repented of, I followed it with the request that God would break the chains and set me free. Very deep, relieving breaths followed.
I tell ya, there’s nothing different from those moments this morning to the moments I sit in this afternoon. My throat is still in excruciating pain, and my bones still ache. But I feel free-er, stronger. Ready to fill this clean-out body and soul of mine with something better, more joy-everlasting.
I even had a plate of broccoli for lunch…. because I wanted to.
But let me just say this, and please pay attention: We, as humans, are by no means one time fixes. I am repented of and free from those idols and sins in this moment right now, but the second I turn my gaze away from Christ and onto something else, I gladly open my door to sin that does not belong in me. And it is so easy to shift our gaze, when we are not constantly and deliberately seeking after and spending time with Him, asking Him to pursue us even more.
Is this where you find yourself today? Drunk in sin, getting no where and feeling miserable? I don’t care where you are right now or how important your “task” is at the moment. If you are like me today, then stop what you are doing RIGHT NOW and go rest in God. Let him heal and free you.
I confidently say that nothing else could possibly be more important.
The month of April came and went like Mary Poppins on her dang umbrella. It happened wayyy too fast. Daniel and I were in a wedding and we also had Abram’s big first birthday party to put on. Those were just extras added on to our normal busy lives, and I must confess that we did not eat very well. The month consisted of pizzas and whatever we could find that was the fastest to grab and consume.
I had many headaches last month.
May has nothing major planned, and we’ve both decided to be better with the time that we have. That being said, we are trying to get back on the health train. Abram and I went to the produce market on Monday and did some grocery shopping, and that picture up there is what we left with.
I really enjoy shopping for fruits and veggies because I feel so refreshed just from picking them out. They are colorful and vibrant and smell like the earth. I know, when I’m gently putting them in my cart, that these life-savers will make me feel so good when I eat them.
That’s the thing though. I have to eat them. My hand has to bypass the cheese in the refrigerator and grab the apple or cucumber. I actually have to cut them up and put them in my mouth. But then the left over hot dogs from the party would be sad because I wasn’t giving them any attention.
Getting back on track is so hard, and at first seems impossible. And that goes for everything. I was always told that it takes 21 days to build a habit or a routine, and so far that has held true. What sucks is that you work hard for those three weeks and feel like you’ve arrived. Then one night you decide to reward yourself with a piping hot pizza, a Vanilla Porter and some M&M’s. You then make an excuse to eat a candy bar and some bacon the next day, and then a doughnut at church on Sunday… and by Monday it’s all gone to crap. Might as well eat that bowl of cereal and that piece of cheese for breakfast instead of turning on your juicing and drinking super juice.
Now that your food choices have spiraled out of control, you’ve got a headache. Your body is achy, and your kid is driving you crazy (or your finals have stripped you of your last bit of humanity and you have become the walking dead). Might as well skip the workout. It’ll be fine. You’ll do it tomorrow. But you don’t.
Sound like the roller coaster of health you’ve ridden too many times?
Sigh. I’m tired of it, aren’t you? I just want to eat right. I just want to work out even when I don’t feel like it. For a while, I was overcoming discouragement and using it to fuel the fire that burns the calories. Encouragement was coming from left and right. The food I was putting in my body was strengthening me to great accomplishments. I was working out everyday, and dropping the pounds left and right.
But that dang April.
As tempting as it is, I refuse to let this hiccup in health ruin the whole thing. God has worked too much on me to be a quitter. I’m getting off of the roller coaster and back onto the nice and steady train. Those fruits and veggies up there need to get all ate up. Mostly because it’s good for me, but also mostly because they don’t come cheap.
There is too much at stake each day to not be optimizing our energy with the best foods and the healthiest work outs.
Let’s have a conversation about this. Let’s keep each other accountable.