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


Sunday, September 14, 2008

Vacations

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.

2 comments:

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.