Thoughts on The Ressurection

Easter seemed to come and go without a lot of hype for me this year. I think that is a good thing. I was able to focus more clearly on Christ's ressurection, without thinking about the day as a "holiday" but rather a day of reflection on Christ's defiance of death and the power that implies.


My New Years Resolution is "Gettin 'er Done" and the one huge glaring thing that needs to get done is taking control of my weight. I have struggled with this my whole life. I have tried and failed diets over and over. I have resigned myself to a fate of plus sized clothes and "You have such a pretty face" comments. And now I taking control. I am getting 'er done.


What do the ressurection and my New Years Resolution have in common? It's simple. If Jesus has the power to rise from the dead, bridge the gap between Man and God and ascend to Heaven where He will reign forever, then I think He has the power to heal my issues with food.


Of course, I already knew that, but the time I spent praying and meditating on the ressurection over the last week has opened my eyes to my own lack of faith in God's love. Yes He can heal me, but will He?


I know that I use food to blind myself from my emotions and have used overeating as a defense mechanism since I was a child. I run to food when I am tired, overwhelmed, sad, lonely, happy, celebratory, the list goes on! I give food the role that God should play in my life.

And that is going to end. Right here, right now.

I can't lie and say it's not scary to head into the unknown without my defense mechanism and face a life with nothing to, quite literally, sugar coat reality. A real life.


Every time I start a new diet I picture myself heading into a dark cave. A scary, lonely, mysterious cave. I don't know what I am going to run into in there. In fact, the cave is so scary that I firmly tether myself to a bi bowl of ice cream so I only have to venture in as far as I am brave and can run back to the open arms of Chocolate Malted Crunch when the going gets tough.

Why is this time different? Because this time I have faith that God will meet me in that cave. That He can provide for my every need, that He has promised abundant life and He will make good on that promise. I trust Jesus that He will do everything that He promised he would do, that He is more than enough for me.

I am determined to push through this time. I need to do this and nothing is going to stop me. I am not going to rob God of His rightful place as Lord of my life and keep bowing down to the fork and knife. I am going to wait for God to move, all the while sticking to my healthy eating plan. I am starting today. Life as I know it is over.

Here is a recent picture of me for those of you who want to see a "before" shot (this pic is from an 80's party, not just how I normally dress :o).



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