Confessions of a Food Addict

If you know me even a little, you know I've had issues with my weight. As much as I'd love to blame it on... well... anything else, I can't because it is my fault. It is a sin issue that I continue to battle every single stinkin day.

I've talked about this struggle before, but I decided to start a sort of series on my journey through fighting this addiction because I know there are so many out there facing the same battle. I know we can help each other. And I know I need the accountability, even if I hate it sometimes!

I'm planning to share things I'm learning through the Word and any other avenues God chooses to use. I'll also keep you updated on my pregnancy and post-pregnancy progress. I'm sure I'll post some tips on nutrition and exercise on occasion, but if you're looking for some excellent tips, ideas, and recipes from a real life personal trainer and nutritionist, please frequent my sis-in-law's blog - FitSteph! My focus will be on the spiritual side of it all.

To get started...

Meet me:

(I didn't hang on to many of these! These were the only ones I could find! They both date around 1994).

I'm sure there's some psychological reason behind my love of food but like I said, I can't blame anything else. My sin is my sin. I chose to indulge it even at a very young age.

I've always found comfort in food. I find it makes me happy, cheers me up, temporarily makes me feel fulfilled (in more ways than one!) I attach emotion to it. It sounds so dumb typing it out but it is true and I know I'm not alone.

Do you ever think about the things you could have done had God not intervened? I mean, sometimes I'm in awe at what He's protected me from and that's just stuff I can imagine. I'm sure He's thinking, Girl, you have no idea! One of those things He has thus far protected me from (only by His grace, not anything I earned or deserve!) is obesity. I've tipped the scales at just over 200 pounds when I was full term pregnant, but otherwise my highest lasting weight as an adult was about 168. At 5'5, that's not horrible. But that doesn't mean I did/do not fail as often or as badly as someone who wishes 200 pounds was their highest weight. Pounds on the scale is not the point. It's a heart condition. And mine is no better than any Biggest Loser contestant.

I have tasted freedom from this sin, and I'm telling you nothing tastes better! I want to thoroughly enjoy that freedom for the rest of my life by finding true joy and fulfillment in Christ alone. I hope you are encouraged and challenged by my journey!

Taste and see that the Lord is good! Psalm 34:8

Find some earlier posts on the subject HERE and HERE and HERE.