Comfort

 

Comfort

My body cries

for comfort.

My mind groans

for comfort.

My soul desires

comfort.

 

I pour a glass of Moscato,

rummage through my cupboard,

finding potato chips.  How old?

Slowly sip the wine,

chew the chips.

 

Why?

What is buried deep within me

seeking solace?

coveting comfort?

 

After a bad night, I wrote this poem.  As days have passed, I have continued to wonder why don’t I pray during those difficult times, those times when all I want to do is crunch and curl up into a fetal ball? Pray rather than giving into a glass of Moscato and old potato chips?

 What is it that keeps us from going to our Divine Source to seek comfort and healing?  Is it the desire for instant gratification?  Or is it that we fear what we might find within ourselves?  A fear of opening up wounds that have never been addressed, but pushed down, deep inside but at times something causes us to become aware.

 These are times we need to seek God’s love, for no one loves us as the Holy One does.  He desires only wholeness for us.  In Isaiah 41:10, God reminds us “Don’t be afraid, for I am with you.  Do not be dismayed , for I am your God.  I will strengthen you.  I will help you.  I will uphold you with my victorious right hand (Life Application Study Bible).

 

                                                                                                           Sharon Witty                                                                                                  

An Occasional Reward

Almost four years ago Sharon and I decided to write this blog to help others who share the same struggle with overeating. We hoped to be a friend who understands and relates to the same challenges and share some things that help us. 

Weight issues and eating challenges can weigh a person down. We have good days and bad days and can be pretty hard on ourselves when those bad days happen. There are lots of temptations out there and everyone has their own weakness. Mine is ice cream. Yours might be potato chips or chocolate or a soda. 

 

One thing I’ve learned is that it is okay to allow yourself to have a treat now and then or the object of desire can grow out of hand and out of control. I allow myself an Ev’s ice cream cone when I go to Marshalltown. I’m not there very often so I can’t overindulge. Or we could say once a month we will have a celebration day in honor of the good days we’ve had. 

 

“Let us give thanks to the Lord for his unfailing love and his wonderful deeds for men, for he satisfies the thirsty and fills the hungry with good things,” (Psalm 107:8-9 NIV).

 

No matter how our week goes, we can always give thanks to God for His constant love. He satisfies our deepest needs with the best we could ask for.  Thank you, God.

 

Gloria D. Stewart