The Way Down


Once upon a time about 15 years ago, I read a book called “The Weigh Down Diet”  by Gwen Shamblin. I had just given birth to my third child and couldn’t get the weight off. For me the technique she used was transforming. The weight slid off and I felt great for about 8 years. Then came baby #4. And some depression (not due to baby!). 8 years later I am still carrying the equivalent of a full term baby around and am quite tired of it.

While I don’t prescribe to all of Gwen’s  beliefs (religious), I do agree with her philosophy on dieting.  My issue is not merely one of inactivity, but who or what do I turn to.  I find that my comfort, my solace comes from food.  My affections are seriously misplaced. When depressed, I turn to food for comfort. When happy I turn to it for rejoicing. And then there’s every other emotion in between. The truth is that I have a head hunger, a heart hunger, and not a physical need for food hunger.

The Bible teaches that we are to have one God, and our devotion is to be directed to Him and Him alone. I know this, but switching my allegiances has not been easy since food has such a strong grip. I have tried exercise videos, books, walking, and websites to lose weight. I find that I know the right answers, I just don’t have anyone to hold me accountable to doing what needs to be done.

The purpose of blogging about it is to see it in print. To have a daily log that I look at and am accountable to. And a public forum in which I can be embarrassed. By writing about my journey, I hope to turn my focus from food back to the One who created it.  To seek Him when I need comfort or rejoicing. I know that what I do with this earthly vessel is a reflection on Him, and I want to bring Him honor by how I keep myself.

today’s challenge: eat less (and my brain is already craving and plotting)


Beware the Birds!


image     Starlings are quite lovely to look at and talented as well. They have an uncanny ability to mimic sounds around them. Even non bird sounds. However, even with all of their beauty and talent, they do present a problem.

This bird has the tendency to oust other birds from their homes. They are even known to kill the original occupants and destroy their eggs.  They also exhaust food supplies quickly and are aggressive toward others who are trying to eat.

When I was a child, my grandmother’s neighbor had bird houses. This man fought to keep the starlings out of his bird houses and protect the species of bird that he wanted to attract. Part of the solution was to make the entries small enough in the bird houses that a starling couldn’t fit in. This deterred them, and they went elsewhere to nest.
     As we think about rebuilding our bird house, we need to make sure that the entry is narrow enough to keep unwanted birds out, yet wide enough to allow others in. If starlings are allowed in to roost, they quickly multiply and are almost impossible to get rid of. Just like the saying, “birds of a feather flock together.”

Sod Sorrows


I’m quickly realizing how far out of shape I have become over the past few months.  Since I started juicing again, I have been saving the peels and pulp to put in the garden.  So far I have managed two trips out there.  An old farmer told me once that instead of the composte pile idea, he would just take his scraps out, dig a hole at the edge of the garden, and then bury the scraps so that they would rot right in the soil.  I liked this idea because it was a lot easier than managing a composte pile.

I liked it until today!  There is a patch of bermuda grass that is growing along the edge of my garden and I tried shoveling through that today.  Talk about tough.  I think the roots were several feet deep and very dense!  I finally got past them and to the soil, but by then I was exhausted.  I reawakened every muscle in my upper body, and it wasn’t a pleasant surprise.

My daughter has been exercising every morning…I guess I’m going to have to join her!