I struggle with getting out of my routine. I love getting up in the morning, listening to a sermon, reading blogs, taking the dogs for a run or a walk, and then going off to do my work for the day. However, travel is so good at upsetting that routine which is a WONDERFUL thing for an eating disorder. Eating disorders love predictability, but God loves to train His children to trust Him. That’s what travel has taught me.
9/11/2017 – 16 years ago I was 8 years old. I don’t think I really understood what happened that day. I knew it shook up the country. I knew that people had died in a horrible attack, and now it has sunk in only deeper. Life is so fragile and vulnerable. My life is so fragile; so many people passed from life into eternity that day. My heart hurts knowing that there were people who lost loved ones that day. I think one of the books that made it so real to me was this book, ‘Let’s Roll’ by Todd Beamer’s Wife. Todd died in a plane crash that day, a plane that was meant to go into another place and kill so many more people. He was one of the ones that attempted to retake the plane from the hijackers, and the plane crashed in Pennsylvania. The book is so powerful, and it reminds me that my life is in God’s hands. And there is no saying when I will die, and I want to be ready. I want to pray for those who are really grieving so hard today knowing that they lost ones they loved, and I want to continue to pray for those who are being affected by Hurricane Irma and the aftermath of Hurricane Harvey.
Meredith, my friend at the Cookie Chrunicle shared a post as she was so close that day to the happenings of September 11th, 2001.
‘O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? The sting of death is sin; and the strength of sin is the law. But thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.’ (1 Corinthians 15:55-57)
I never thought I would share that I once struggled with binging (AKA: eating large quantities till I was uncomfortably full.), but I know God humbled my spirit through it and drew me closer to Himself and farther from the food that was my idol.
Life lately has felt like a really really fast roller-coaster and a long road. Let me explain by first sharing these verses from Psalm 40: 1-5, “I waited patiently for the Lord; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry. He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings. And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the Lord. Blessed is that man that maketh the Lord his trust, and respecteth not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies. Many, O Lord my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.’ I’m realizing that so much of life requires patient, quiet waiting. Yet I stink at the ‘wait’ part and the ‘patient’ part. The hard part for me is being patient. It’s kind of like recovery and my health; I wanted to recover right away. I wanted to get my period back right away, but it took at least 2-3 years of intentionally being gentler and kinder to my body and wiser about my exercise.
I wrote this post after I received several samples of Wild Tree spice packets from a friend. She asked if I could write a blog post, and since I love to cook (and I love pasta) I said, ‘Yes!’ All opinions of the product used are definitely 100% my own!
I want to make it no secret that although I’m not Italian, I love pasta. Stroganoff, spaghetti, fettucine, and any other pasta that you want to throw my way (unless it includes a lot of odd seafood); I will definitely eat it.
Yet pasta used to be a fear food. I used to have a great deal of fear foods. But the perfect love of God does cast out all that fear, because now there is no pasta dish that I’m really afraid of; some times I have a hard time ordering them/eating them at restaurants, but that’s still a work in progress.