don’t have a sweet tooth. I have 32 of them.
Y’all, it’s so bad. Cookies, ice-cream, candy bars, cokes, and chocolate. The addiction is real. Very real.
Something most people don’t know is that when I became pregnant with Maggie I also became diabetic. Gestational diabetes that never went away. Dang.
I keep that a secret. I keep it a secret because I don’t want to be judged. I don’t want anyone giving me that skeptical side-eye stare when I reach for another piece of candy. Y’all know what I’m talking about.
The thing is our body really is a temple. The Bible says so. At 36 years old my temple can’t bounce back like it once did. I’ve been deeply convicted the last month or so about self-control. I’ve been reminded of this very true statement – if I don’t take care of my body, if I continue to let my body get to an unhealthy state because of frivolous, in the moment sugar highs, then I won’t be able to do what God is asking me to do.
Feeling crummy and being lethargic is no way for me to be about God’s business. I need to feel good for myself, my kids, my husband, my friends, and my job. I need to feel good so I can do what God needs me to do.
If there is something you are struggling with that is hindering you from being the vessel that you need to be – message me. I promise I will faithfully pray for you. I promise that God can help you get that sweet tooth or whatever it is in check. He is helping me every single day. There is no possible way I could do this without Him.
“You have circled this mountain long enough. Now turn north.” – Deuteronomy 2:3
“Since we have these promises dear friends let us purify ourselves from everything that contaminates body and spirit perfecting holiness out of reverence for God.”
⁃ 2 Corinthians 7:1