One day in 1977, I was sitting at the kitchen table in our small two-bedroom apartment in Eldon, MO. Roy, my husband, had just left for work. The sun was streaming through the east-facing picture window where our plants sat including the pine tree named Irving that our friend had given us as a wedding present.
Cinnamon Rolls or God?
My Bible was open to the book of Matthew. My journal was open and my pen was in my hand. Then, I glanced over at the three remaining cinnamon rolls from the ten I had baked that morning.
Roy had eaten two before he left for work. I had eaten five others so far., but I really wanted the other three. Before starting my time with God, I decided to fill my stomach again. Surely God wouldn’t mind. He’d want me to get this out of the way before talking with Him anyway.
I rinsed off the plate, grabbed a diet cola and sat back down. Somehow Irving’s limbs looked like they were drooping a bit more than before. I took a swig of soda and started reading in Matthew 17.
Mustard Seed Faith
I read about the transfiguration, which is an awesome story, but no special insights came to me. I continued reading about how the disciples couldn’t heal a demon-possessed boy. So the father brought him to Jesus, who rebuked the demon causing it to come out of the boy and heal him.
Then the disciples turned to Jesus in a private conversation and asked Him why they couldn’t drive out the demon.
It was when I read Jesus’ answer that God’s flashlight illuminated the passage and the words hit my heart. Jesus replied, “Because you have so little faith. Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.”
I Have a Little Faith
That was it. My Scripture reading for the day was over. I began writing.
“God, I have a little bit of faith. I also have a mountain of flesh on my body. How can this mountain be moved?”
To put things in perspective, I weighed over 200 for the first time in my life. I was headed towards 250 and I didn’t like that. Still, I loved my cinnamon rolls, cookies, cakes, mashed potatoes, French fries, pizza, rich casseroles, hot rolls, chips and you name it.
Jesus answered me. How do I know it was Jesus? The passage I was reading was about Jesus. Jesus is the one said in the Bible that if I had faith I could move a mountain. I wanted my mountain moved. He was the One who could tell me how to get that done.
So He answered me, not in an audible voice, but in that sense of knowing deep in my heart and soul. I know the answer was straight from Him because it is not the answer I expected nor was it an answer I had ever heard given by anyone else.
I wrote what He said in my journal word for word. “Stop eating sugar. Eat more meats, fruits and vegetables. And stop eating so much bread.”
I didn’t have to stop and think about my answer. I wrote, “Nice plan, God. If I could do that, I could lose weight. But I can’t do that.”
That was it. I didn’t ask Him if He could help me with this plan. I didn’t tell Him I’d think about it. I didn’t decide that if God was telling me to do this, He must have a reason. No, I simply said, “I don’t need your advice after all, Jesus.”
I think Irving’s limbs were hanging on the ground by now.
The truth is, I didn’t want to give up sugar. I didn’t think I should have to give up sugar forever. As a matter of fact, I knew the Bible well enough to know that I am free to do whatever I want and if I want to eat sugar, then I’m going to eat sugar!
The Sugar Conundrum
The conundrum I found myself in, though, was that I wanted to lose weight and I knew eating too much sugar was one of the biggest problems I had. I just didn’t want to give it up completely.
So for the next 30 years, I tried to lose weight by finding diets that cut out sugar and most breads and focused on the meat, vegetables and fruits. Guess what, on those diets I could lose weight!
The problem was, I didn’t intend to stay on them forever. I’d stay until I got to a goal I had set. Then, I’d celebrate by baking one of Mamaw’s delicious oatmeal cakes and eating as much of it as I wanted.
Doing that, I would go off that plan and quickly gain the weight back plus more. One bite of the sugary concoction of flour and sugar would mean I would go back to the way I had always eaten.
God, You’re Mean to Me!
In truth, I also thought that God was being mean to me. Why could I not eat sugar when others could eat and not gain an ounce? Case in point, my tall, thin husband. He liked a cookie or ice cream every now and then, but he never gained weight.
Yet, in the now 42 years of being married, I have never once seen him gorge himself on sweets or even take more than one cookie or a small bowl of ice cream.
However, if I get started eating sugar I can’t stop. It’s my weakness. It’s the thing I can’t say no to. It’s the one area where I need God’s strength every minute of every day.
I didn’t know that then. I would find it out much later. God wasn’t punishing me. He was trying to keep me from getting to the point where my weight cost me my life.
God made Himself clear and plain to me on that day back in 1977. It’s a day I will never forget. It’s the day when my loving God gave me a life plan designed especially for me and I thumbed my nose at Him and walked away.
Move My Mountain!
For the next 30 years I wandered in the wilderness of super morbid obesity. It’s a place I don’t wish for anyone to be. If you are there or even headed there, my advise to you is to get help on your journey.
Turn around now. There is still time to recover your life. I have now lost more than 250 pounds. I am a believer in the power of my mountain-moving God who never gave up on me!
For over five years, I have been coaching others in how to walk out their own journey to transformation holding tight to God’s hand. Right now my Overcomers Christian Weight Loss Academy is open for new members.
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