I have been ignoring the knock. He wants me to heal. HE knows I am miserable. He knows me more than anyone...more than myself.
He's trying to save me from my biggest enemy....myself.
Welcome to the world of a closet binge eater. It's no different than being a closet alcoholic, or a closet gambler. These things that hold our hearts are causing us to live as slaves to our addictions.
Confession:
I eat all the time. When I am not eating, I think about eating. I sometimes wish my husband would leave the house so I can eat the contents of the refrigerator. I can't pass Dairy Queen or McDonald's without stopping for food.
I think it makes me happy, but I am the most miserable person I know. Food gives me a VERY temporary happiness. I mean, VERY temporary. Within minutes of eating, I am crying...for I have failed again. I have failed myself, my children, my husband...everyone.
Mostly, I have failed myself.
I have tried to come up with a list of reasons WHY food makes me unhappy...and here is the list:
Being fat, and therefore unhappy with my appearance for my wedding.
Being fat, and therefore unhappy with my appearance for my pregnancies.
Being fat, and therefore unhappy with my appearance for summer, not wearing a swimsuit in over 10 years.
Being fat, and therefore unhappy with my appearance for family photographs.
Being fat, and therefore unhappy with my appearance for family gatherings.
Not enjoying a shopping trip for myself.
Not being able to leave the house without feeling self conscious.
Being constantly ashamed of my appearance.
Being paranoid that my attractive, and thin, husband is going to wake up and see me for what I really am....fat and ugly.
Being the fat girl everywhere I go.
Being horribly unhealthy and a bad example for my beautiful children.
Then I tried to come up with a list of reasons why food makes me happy:
It feeds an immediate desire to eat.
Yup. That's the ONE thing I could come up with, and that ONE reason has been winning the war for almost 10 years. I have been fat for 10 years too long, and with the help of God, NO MORE.
I weigh 230 pounds.
Step one:
ONE DAY on the Cambridge Plan. Why Cambridge? It's the plan that I need. I need total abstinence from food for a while, and I have talked to my doctor...and he agrees that this is my best course of action... for now. ONE DAY. ONE meal at a time. I can do this.
I have to do this.
God LOVES me, and he wants me to heal from this. Food is my idol, and my thought for the day is
1 Cor. 10: 13 & 14
"No temptation has seized you except what is common to man. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are temped, he will aslo provide you a way out so that you can stand up under it. THEREFORE, MY FRIENDS, FLEE FROM IDOLATRY."
Lord, help me. I can't do this alone.