I’ve been up, and I’ve been down.
Lately, I’ve been more up than down.
And unfortunately, the older I get the harder it is to get down once I’m up!
After multiple unsuccessful attempts to shrink on my own, a few years ago I finally swallowed my pride and surrendered my money to Weight Watchers.
Their scales were cruel. I was higher up than I had ever been.
How am I ever going to lose that much weight? How will I ever endure coming to these boring meetings for THAT long? I think I’m the biggest one here! Maybe I’ll just slip out now and nobody will notice…
But they did notice. So I stayed, but sat as far back in the room as I could. Then the meeting topic was introduced: Emotional Eating. Yeah, I knew something about that subject, and soon the leader was handing out a worksheet.
Oh joy, homework on the first day!
I was instructed to first write down the emotions that triggered my unhealthy eating habits. That was easy. I filled the box quickly—stress, boredom, grief, fear, anxiety, celebration, selfishness, (I just want it!)…the list went on.
In the next box I was to write down all the activities I could do instead of eating when I felt those emotions.
Write down your hobbies, the leader instructed.
What hobbies? I thought. Who has time for hobbies?
I was failing this section, so I wrote down the few lame things I could think of—go for a walk, eat a banana…
Just then a musical chime sounded and I realized I had broken the rules and left my cell phone on during the meeting. As if just being there wasn’t embarrassing enough—now I had everyone staring at me!
I quickly pulled the phone out of my purse to stop the chiming and saw it was my daughter Sarah, a busy sixteen year-old, sending me a text message.
That usually meant one of three things: she was sick, she forgot something, or she had after school plans with her friends. I flipped the phone open. Her message read:
I love you Mom!
That was it. No Mom request for something. No problem. No change in schedule. Just love.
How sweet, I thought.
I turned the phone off and went back to my worksheet. Suddenly the words stared boldly back at me.
Things to Do Instead of Eating.
Get love, was my next thought.
Of course, that’s what I should do! That’s what I really need! No banana or walk will ever fill me up like love will!
I wrote a big “GET HUGS” on my paper. When I got home I threw it away. I didn’t need to know anything else.
I thanked Sarah later that day for her message. She said,
I don’t know why, but all of a sudden I felt like I needed to tell you I loved you.
We know why.
There’s nothing that fills us up like love.
Love from others, love from God. Love when I’m overwhelmed by life, love when I’m sailing through it, and love when I don’t even deserve it.
That’s God’s kind of love. And I am so thankful to have a beautiful daughter to dispense it just when I need it.
When I told her I might be coming to her for more hugs when I’m stressed, bored, anxious, or just fighting a food craving. She said,
I’m here for you Mom.
How many sixteen year-olds would say that?
Jesus with skin on—that’s what she is to me.
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