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Ask,Listen ,Do

Today as I was thinking of the last few years and what I've been learning about trusting God and listening to him.  Three years ago I was about seventy, thatā€™s right 70, pounds heavier.  I didn't start out that way, none of us do, but somewhere in my late twenties and thirties I developed poor eating habits.  The problem was that if you asked me I would tell you my eating was normal and even healthy.    About three years ago I realized I was approaching the big 5 0, and if I didn't
want to be overweight the rest of my life, something had to change.  I told God I needed his help and that I would do whatever he showed me to do.  Little by little he showed me things that I needed to change; I would change them.  Now three years and seventy pounds later I realize that:

ļƒ˜ I had to admit, to myself and to God that my own ways were not working.  Often, Iā€™m guilty of doing the same thing over and over even if itā€™s not working.  In my own simple mind,  I think ā€œI know this has not worked the last nine hundred, and ninety nine times but perhaps this time it will workā€.  I had to get to the time that I could admit that if it didn't work every other time it was still not going to work even if I tried it a gazillion times.

ļƒ˜ I had to be willing to listen to Godā€™s directions.  If I had asked his advice, but when he showed me things to change I ignored them or said ā€œI donā€™t want to changeā€ I would still be one-seventy something.  I am beginning to realize that we often fail at things right here at this point.  Too many times I and probably you too if youā€™re honest, ask God for help, but we donā€™t have any desire to change anything.  Itā€™s like going to a doctor with no intention of following their instructions.

ļƒ˜ I had to trust God.  I had to believe that he knew what was best even if it didn't seem right.  There were times I was sure what I was doing to lose weight was crazy.  It didn't seem to make sense but looking back I can see that it makes perfect sense.

Little by little with Godā€™s help the weight began to go down.  I feel better and look better too, but I had to trust God, hear, and do what he told me.  It wasn't easy, but it was worth it.

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