On Monday I started an all attack against the 20lbs off & on in the last 18 months since having my daughter.
Eating late, lack of exercise, lots of brownies and ice cream….they’re factors I’m well aware of.
It has been a stressful year and at times I’ve leaned to the comfort of sleep & eating instead of turning my trust to God.
Now that I’m in the midst of a complete emotional & spiritual overhaul; it’s time to deal with the physical….HEAD ON.
I started Monday with cardio and an increase in water and decrease in soda.
Tuesday : I increased the time on the cardio machine, walked on the treadmill and ate smaller portions of healthier foods throughout the day.
Yesterday I felt brave and took a 40 minute zumba class, and just hours later did another 30 minute cardio workout.
Last night….I felt it.
The pain. The resistance. The breaking down.
And it wasn’t just physical.
I cried myself to sleep last night for no particular reason. My husband prayed over me and then because he knows me well….left me alone to just “cry it out”.
Yesterday my enthusiasm hit a brick wall called PAIN.
I couldn’t help but begin to think about the ways these last few days of physical work out & changing of habits correlates to the spiritual part of my life.
In the last 6-8 weeks God has been purging , re-shaping, re-aligning and challenging me.
There have been days I have felt like I am on the mountain top; filled with excitement and zeal for the Lord and all that He is doing in me.
There have been other days that I have felt rung out, drained, tired and somewhat beat down from all the resistance I’m struggling with.
This flesh does NOT want to change.
Some of my habits have been in control for YEARS and they are not falling to submission without an all out war.
I’ve thought negatively about myself and about the way God feels about me in certain areas for so long that parts of who I am BREED off of these negative words & lies.
Now that I’m starving those lies it is sometimes a PRESS to confess and BELIEVE what God says about me in HIS word.
It’s a press.
It’s a press against the resistance and change.
It’s a press.
I love the way the message bible paints this picture so plainly….
We continue to shout our praise even when we’re hemmed in with troubles, because we know how troubles can develop passionate patience in us, and how that patience in turn forges the tempered steel of virtue, keeping us alert for whatever God will do next. In alert expectancy such as this, we’re never left feeling shortchanged. Quite the contrary-we can’t round up enough containers to hold everything God generously pours into our lives through the Holy Spirit. (Romans 3-5)
Now THAT’s delicious word.
This scripture illustrates how all of the purging, and hammering, and struggle develops more “Christ-character” in us and prepares us to receive the overwhelming blessings He desires to pour out on us.
Troubles hurt us. But troubles taken head on through the strength of Christ develop in us a richness of character that exemplifies our Savior.
So today….me & my sore back….me & my odd emotions…..me and my tired eyelids are going to the gym.
Today I will PRESS past the physical pain & focus on what is being developed as I work.
Endurance. Muscle. Weight loss.
There is an expected end .
In this journey with Christ we must do the same. Embrace the challenges of this life and focus on the Christ of the work instead of the “work” of our Christ.
drop the weight.
press. press. press.
It all works together.
It hurts….but it helps.
Work your faith.