I've been pondering the concept of self control lately. I think that there is a common misconception about people who struggle with weight, that there must be a complete lack of self control. I've wondered it about myself in the back of my mind after I've made bad choices. Is there something lacking? Is there a way to tap into self-control that I am missing? How do I make the connection? I honestly think that the answer becomes a spiritual one. A deeply rooted connection of understanding that your life was meant to be filled with the fruit of someone greater than you.
"But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, and self control. Against such things there is no law." Galatians 5:22-23
When I examine this verse a couple of things strike me right away. It reminds me that as a child of God, I have been sealed by the Spirit and I bear fruit. Singular fruit. As if all those character traits were all part of one amazing piece of Spirit filled fruit. I'm not going to get into a breakdown of the original Greek and get all Bible school geek on you all. But it seems to tell me that if my character is showing an example of one of those character traits, then the Spirit is more than able to do the work to produce the ones I don't think I posses. And perhaps I don't posses self-control in spades by nature, but this verse is telling me that it's not MY nature, but the nature of the Spirit of God at work in me that matters most.
Rest day today, I had an orthodontist appointment early this morning. I will do a Thursday WOD instead.
Breakfast: I stopped for breakfast on my way to work, got some chicken nuggets at Chik-fil-a and a Coke Zero. This is amazing to me because the soda did not taste as great to me. I did eat some of the potatoes that came with the meal, and then I stopped because I realized I was eating them out of old habit not hunger.
Lunch: Red Thai curried beef, with a small amount of sweet potato chunks. I had put broccoli in there, but found myself unable to chew it.
Dinner: Soup. My teeth are killing me.
Making the spiritual connection is something that I miss out on when I am trying to muscle through the process on my own strength. But as I look to the true source of my strength, the process becomes so much less about my strength and so much more about His glory. Glad to finally be back. What's been going on with you all?