Friends … we have another guest writer this week. Christy Franklin, one of our fabulous nurses, shares about her Wellness journey. I think you will be both blessed and convicted by what she has to say. What better time of the year to consider the fact that the by the very hands that were pierced for our transgressions we are fed. Enjoy!
This week, my 3-year-old son said the blessing at dinner. He clasped his little hands, squeezed his eyes shut, and recited, “God is great! God is good! Let us thank Him for our food! By His hand, we are fed! Give us Lord our daily bread! Aaaamen!”
While my mommy heart gleamed with joy, I couldn’t help but think about the simplicity of the prayer. Let us thank HIM for our food. By HIS hand, we are fed. Most of my life, I have taken food for granted. I have made it my friend. I have turned to it when I am sad, angry, or even happy. I’ve always been taught that we say grace before a meal, but how often do I really just say, “Thank you, God! You have provided enough for me to eat. You have given me everything that I need to sustain my life. You feed me physically and spiritually, and I am so blessed to have my salvation through Christ!” And with the enthusiasm of a child!
During the past month, I have also been livin la vida low-carb. I have lost 15 pounds thus far, and I am so proud of myself for the decisions that I make. But more importantly, I am learning that I don’t need to depend on food for comfort. Psalm 121:2 says, “My help cometh from the Lord, which made Heaven and Earth.” I’m learning to lean on God for my comfort, and I am learning to look at food as a source of nutrition for my body. I am learning that my relationship with God is more fulfilling than my relationship with food. He created this beautiful Earth, and gave us all this wonderful food. He didn’t give Adam and Eve Doritos and Mt. Dew. He gave them fruits, nuts, vegetables, and fresh meat and fish. By HIS hand, they were fed.
Yet, we process it, flavor it, dehydrate it, preserve it, and put it in a box. We are addicted to the product we have created. Instead of ripe, juicy fruits and vegetables, we instead become addicted to fruit and vegetable flavored “Frankenfood” from a bag. We should not have to feel so accomplished when we choose fresh, unadulterated food over the stuff in the snack food aisle. It should just come naturally to us. It came naturally to Adam and Eve.
If this journey has taught me anything, it is that I mean more to God than how I look, or what size I wear. I am precious to Him – so much so, that hH made me in His own image! So why would I continue to be so detrimental to my body…HIS body. He said that we should have no gods before Him. So why would I continue to raise food up as an idol?
The journey is long, and never-ending. I will thank God for every step! And from now on, I will say grace with more gusto, more intention, and with a truly thankful heart!