And you will know the truth, and the truth will make you free. John 8:32

Sunday, September 14, 2008


I think it was the eight cartons of ice cream at my parents’ house that started me down the rocky road (no pun intended) of emotional eating again. I was doing great until the last day of the visit…and then I let my guard down.

I had no excuse. No, I take that back - I had lots of excuses.

It’s a shame to waste this incredible gourmet ice cream. After all, I am on vacation. And I’ve done so well the rest of the visit; I really deserve to splurge a little bit today.

I wouldn’t necessarily call three bowls of ice cream a little splurge....

Then there was the trip home.

I need to keep up my energy for driving. I’ll start being good when I get home. One last (huge, high calorie, incredibly yummy ice cream treat) and then I’ll be good.

But I wasn’t good. Why? Because the next week was “Fair Week.” And you know what fair week means, don’t you? That’s right - “Fair Food.” Elephant ears. Ice cream. Greek gyros. Deep-fried twinkies. (yes, twinkies.)

I was bad, bad, bad.

So now school has started. The kids are back in a routine, and so am I. It’s back to the boundaries after too long of a vacation.

But here’s the good news. I only gained a pound or two. Why? Because God was speaking the truth about food to me, even while my mind was speaking lies.

I ate more than I should have, but not as much as I would have eaten a couple years ago. I ate what I felt like eating, but I didn’t feel like eating as much as I would have a couple years ago.

Don’t get me wrong, I recognize that I was in dangerous territory. Breaking the boundaries consistently is a risky practice. I need them for my own protection and safety, and it feels good to be following them again.

But the victory is that God is changing the way I think, so that even when the fence is down, I don’t really want to escape.


Lynda Schab said...

Thanks for stopping by my blog and taking the time to comment.

LOVE your blog...I can SO relate to the ice cream (my biggest food obsession) I have been known to wolf down a 1/2 gallon in a single sitting, afterwards vowing to never touch ice cream again. And then tomorrow comes...ugh.

I'll be back...

merrysfaithwalk said...

I enjoyed just going back and reading your blogs. I eat when I am sad, and love to celebrate when I am happy. I am learning that I can eat when God says I can through hunger, and now I am trying to celebrate that!! But I am so anxious to dig into your Bible study and your blogs.