When you live in the land of plenty and are lacking in the self-denial department it is impossible to maintain a normal body weight.
And so a lifetime of overindulgence has gotten me to a rather uncomfortable place.
I didn’t realize I was obese until my last physical when the doctor blurted out that ugly word...OBESE. It was a wake up call for me. Obese? That’s how you refer to fat people. I cant live with the idea of being fat. Overweight maybe...but not obese.
So the Bluebell, the biscuits and the bagels had to go...no longer can I enjoy the best-baked breads. All the delightful deserts are out...no pecan pie, no pudding and no poppy seed pastries. I can no longer spend my time lying on the couch, staring into the refrigerator or hanging out at the “all you can eat buffet. It’s time to turnover a new leaf...literally choke down those leafy greens. Protein is the priority.
Dare I say, even air up the tires on the bicycle and pedal down to the gym.
Well, I’m happy to repotting it worked... twenty-two pounds in two months. I never realized I had any will power. It is so encouraging to be able to tie your shoes without coming up for air. Perhaps I can even reach a normal body weight with help from above. It must have been that little prayer.
Dear Lord Jesus
If it’s not to much to ask
Help me with my fast
I’ve never had much control
In matters of the soul
But now I clearly see
Your stuff matters to me
I want to live happily
For all eternity
Now that I can see
The glutton I used to be
Here is my modest plea
That You be with me.
Amen
