When I get up in the morning, I don’t think about all the things that are going to happen, whether it’s good or bad. I say to myself, “This is going to be the best day of my life. – Tao Porchon-Lynch
Today I felt fat. Some of you know what I’m talking about. None of my clothes fit quite right and when I looked in the full-length mirror, I looked fat.
On the up side, I had an extremely good hair day. When the cashier at my favorite restaurant complimented my hair style today, I can’t even begin to tell you how much that lifted my spirits – but I digress…
When you have a “fat day”, it affects your mental health, your mannerisms, your attitude toward others and you are literally your own worst enemy. Am I right? Yes, I am – thank you.
I spent the entire morning telling God how I wished I was in someone else’s body – anyone else’s body! I complained about being too short and suggested that if He had made me taller, this weight issue would no longer be – well – an issue. Have you ever made such suggestions to the creator of the universe?
Let me tell you – when you gripe and complain to God, you may think that He just listens without any reply. I guess He knew that I needed a major attitude adjustment today – and He gave it to me.
After I finished breakfast and left the restaurant, I headed home as usual. It was a nice day, so hubby and I decided to drive around and go to a few estate sales.
I love vintage clothing and if I find my size at estate sales I buy it. At the first sale, I found size 5x. Well… I asked the lady in charge if there were any smaller sizes and she told me that these were the clothes that she used to wear – and she is in a 2x now. It was as if God was asking, “Linda, are you paying attention?” I walked into one of the bedrooms where there were no other people – looked up and said, “Yes, Lord – I’m paying attention.”
Estate sale number two. God had softened my heart and got my attention – but He was far from finished. This house was in a completely different part of town, but there were some beautiful clothes for sale. A pretty pink dress caught my eye. I looked at the size – you guessed it – it was a 4x. Again I inquired about the clothing. I heard about another successful weight loss. That lady is now wearing a size 18.
God seemed to impress upon me that if women wearing those sizes could lose weight, I can too. Again, I found a quiet place where I was alone – I looked up – raised my hands and thanked God for encouraging me as only He can.
We moved on to the third and final sale. I couldn’t wait to see what lesson was waiting there. I was grinning from ear to ear as I walked back to the bedroom to look in the closet. It was as though I knew what I would find! I was not disappointed because God doesn’t leave any lesson unfinished. Once He starts to teach you a lesson – He teaches it to the end! You may as well just hang on and enjoy the class!
I was almost laughing by the time I reached the clothes closet. The clothing wasn’t funny but the lesson was cracking me up! God was showing me what HE can do if I will just ask… how do I know that???
At the third sale, not only were the clothes size 5x, but on a table beside the closet was a collection of books. One of them was a book I’m quite familiar with called “The Weigh Down Diet”. Written by Gwen Shamblin, it’s a book that reminds us that God provides us with more than enough, but it’s up to us to make a conscious decision about how much is enough and how much is too much. She encourages us to eat only the most choice bites and leave the rest. She reminds us that it’s not a bad thing to feel hunger before eating. We are supposed to feel true hunger before we eat. The first few bites always taste the best – when it doesn’t taste as good, it’s probably because we are no longer hungry and it’s time to stop eating.
God seemed to say, “Now you understand, don’t you?”
I said, “Yes, Lord – I sure do.”
I forgot that His provision of food for me is so abundant – and it’s up to me to know when I’m consuming too much. It isn’t God’s fault for making me too short – but my fault for not knowing when to stop eating. From this moment on, I only want what I need. I no longer need what I want. I know the difference – now I remember.
Thank You, God, for Your lessons. 🙂