Monday, December 04 2017
In my book "Stepping into Courage" I talk a bit about my food addiction journey. The title of Chocoholic, well recovering, fits me perfectly. Peeling back the layers to get to the root of my food addictions is an interesting process. I go through long stretches of time thinking I have it beat. Then the enemy deploys a sneak attack. Am I armored up to withstand the assault or am I caught off gaurd?
This past weekend as I was preparing for a Christmas party I was hosting, I bought a 4 pack of gluten free cupcakes. I was in a hurry, trying to rush through Whole Foods to get an easy dish to bring. I walked by the case with the cupcakes and I hesitated. Wrong!!! Never give the enemy an in! I reached for the cupcakes, rationalizing that there are guests who are gluten free and they will enjoy them. I ignored the voice in my head telling me to NOT get them and put them in my cart. Only two cupcakes were brought home. Yeah, I brought 2 cupcakes home. Cupcakes on my counter talking to me, getting me to think of reasons I could eat them. I know the bible says to "resist the devil and he will flee from you" I was not in the resisting kind of mind.
This morning during my 6am "Fight Club" call, we read through Ps 18. God is my Rock, my Strength, my Shield, Fortress, the list keeps going. He is my defender from the cupcake. Why do I need to be defended from the cupcake? Because I am not only a chocoholic but I am addicted to sugar. I know the cupcake is gluten free but it is loaded with sugar. I cannot let it in. I am like the childrens story "If you give a mouse a cookie" If you give me a cookie today, I will eat a pack of them tomorrow. I don't have a "sweet tooth" I have a whole mouth full!
Ps 18:37-38 I have pursued my enemies and overtaken them. Neither did I turn back until they were destroyed. I have wounded them so they cannot rise, they have fallen under my feet. Vs 42 Then I beat them as fine as dust and cast them out like dirt in the streets.
The cupcake is no longer in my house. As I was "snitching" some frosting, I had an epiphany. I am relinquishing my freedom over this for a moment of guilty pleasure. I smashed it like dust, tossed it in the trash and took the trash outside.I allowed myself to be distracted. In the distraction, I brought into my house a weapon from the enemy to take me down. I won this battle but it was unnecessary, if I had listened to that still, small voice inside my head, I would have not been in the battle.
I didn't use the stones God has given us to slay the giant I was facing. I was fighting in my own strength. I need to remember God is more than competent to fight the giant and claim victory through Him!