"I have probably lost enough weight in my life to represent a grown, muscle-bound man walking around out there somewhere."
I warn you at the outset of this post that I am going to write about yet another diet journey--mine. I will get rather personal, detailing my yo-yo weight loss over the years, gaining it back, declaring that I would NEVER gain weight back again, gaining weight back . . . and now: I MEAN IT THIS TIME. And of course, there's that verse in Scripture: "So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God" (I Corinthians 10:31 NIV). As a Christian, I simply cannot reconcile being overweight with glorifying God, especially when being overweight is from eating incorrectly, not from a different health problem itself.
I warn you at the outset of this post that I am going to write about yet another diet journey--mine. I will get rather personal, detailing my yo-yo weight loss over the years, gaining it back, declaring that I would NEVER gain weight back again, gaining weight back . . . and now: I MEAN IT THIS TIME. And of course, there's that verse in Scripture: "So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God" (I Corinthians 10:31 NIV). As a Christian, I simply cannot reconcile being overweight with glorifying God, especially when being overweight is from eating incorrectly, not from a different health problem itself.
I have tried all sorts of diets, too--but I won't mention those failures here, because those diet clubs, systems, special foods, etc., were not at fault--I WAS. After all, nobody held me down, tied my hands behind my back, and force-fed me, did they? Nope. The one thing I can totally control in my life, that of choosing what food to put into my mouth, I didn't control at all. No excuses. Not a leg to stand on. No reasons that are valid.
