Occasionally I still linger on my past, those terrible days before I met Jesus as my Saviour. It sometimes takes effort to see where I am now as to where I was then. Read my story backwards if you will.
Finally, someone told me about Jesus. This Jesus, the Son of God, loved me so much that He came to earth to live and then die on a cross—just for me. He rose from the dead—-just for me.
When I asked Him into my life, He forgave all my sins. His Holy Spirit came to live in me. With His help, I was able to give up my addictive lifestyle. I wrote Bible Studies like ‘God, Gluttony and You’, to help others find that same freedom.
When my husband and two children asked Jesus into their lives, we became a family united for God. No, life did not become a fairy tale story of happy ever after. We’ve been through more life struggles than most people. But God always sees us through because Jesus is the answer to every question.
Eventually I understood that childhood abuse left me with a perpetual and passionate desire for food. My weight fluctuated like a balloon on a hot-air atmospheric binge. When the pain and memories were too great, I had a nervous breakdown. Then my eating disorder (ED) took hold. For sixteen years I suffered with bulimia.
My food didn’t have to taste good or be good for me. Food left its crumby trails everywhere and I followed my desirous nature into the weight loss business. I wrote lots of cookbooks but I finally got brave enough to publish the full story of my fat issues in Meeting Myself, Snippets from a Binging and Bulging Mind.
The Now of my life
I have strength for all things in Christ Who empowers me. [I am ready for anything and equal to anything through Him who gives me strength. I am self-sufficient in Christ’s sufficiency. (From Philippians 4:13, AMP).
Prayer- Lord, we don’t want to forget where we came from and how you helped us but we don’t want to stay there either! Amen.