Tweet For the past six weeks I have participated in an online bootcamp to help me loose weight. As of last week I had lost 8 pounds. I was on top of the world. I found myself imagining what clothes I would buy when I got into misses sizes. Dreaming about a thinner happier self. Now there is nothing wrong with that IF you don't make it an idol.
On Thursday Hubs met us at the Discovery Museum and we all went out to eat at a new sushi restaurant. On Friday we went to a picnic where I ate fairly well. On Saturday Mom and I ate breakfast at McDonalds, I had chicken from the bbq guy down the road for lunch, and my Mother-in-Law took us out for dinner. Sunday I ate ice cream and a big ole honking meat sandwich for dinner. Monday Hubs and I went out to a pub for lunch, and yesterday I at breakfast and dinner out with my parents. You see a theme here?
Needless to say today I am up 3 pounds. I was devastated. Now I am angry. I have been working my butt off and I really let myself mess up big time last week or did I?
As I was walking this morning I was reflecting on this past week. Several questions came to mind. Have I been under attack from the enemy? Were all these social situations placed in front of me to tempt me or was I being tested by God to turn from those temptations and rest in Him.
Either way I failed. Failed bitterly. This morning I talked with Hubs and he said he would pray for me. I vented to my Mom and she said she would stop offering to take me out to eat. I emailed my Mother-in-Law and rescheduled her visit to give myself some time to decompress and get back on track.
Perhaps I was being tested by God and tempted by the enemy or my own desires. Either way here is my verse for this week "Happy is the man who doesn't give in and do wrong when he is tempted, for afterwards he will get as his reward the crown of life that God has promised those who love him." James 1:12