His Week > My week

My first month as a Christian was July 2007....nothing real Godly about July....The biggest change was well.....
I laid out by the pool while reading the Bible. That was HUGE to me.

I went through Christmas....in awe. Understanding really what happen. He was born so that HE could die for me.

Chills.

Christmas Eve service: child-like doesn't quite explain it but WOW I sat with my mouth open. Starring at all the people. Thinking of that day 2000 years. I was and still am like a kid. I look around a lot. Asking questions.

Then my first Easter came.
I should have bought a t-shirt with "Baby's 1st Easter" on it!!

Ya'll, I wept at the thought that Jesus didn't stay in that tomb. He was alive! He is alive! I remember after my first Easter service saying to someone (most likely an innocent stranger who HAPPEN to sit by this new baby Christian....) I said, "Oh my gosh...why don't we celebrate Easter in a bigger way??? I mean I know being born from a virgin is a big deal BUT COMING BACK TO LIFE....seriously THAT is something to put a tree up for...."

That person just smiled and walked away. I think I scared them.

I also remember a couple days AFTER Easter asking one of my Pastor friends, "So um if Jesus is Alive...where is He right now...?"

Let me just say, "THANK YOU JESUS FOR PUTTING SUCH AMAZING FRIENDS IN MY PATH TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS WITHOUT GIGGLING....."

I am paralyzed sometimes at the thoughts I have of this week.

I find myself thinking about Jesus and His week compared to mine.

I know I have off Friday.
He knew He was being crucified.

I prepare for for Easter, buying stuff.
He prepared for His Resurrection.

Matthew 28:1-10 
After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb. There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men.

The angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. Then go quickly and tell his disciples: 'He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.' Now I have told you."

So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples. Suddenly Jesus met them. "Greetings," he said. They came to him, clasped his feet and worshiped him. Then Jesus said to them, "Do not be afraid. Go and tell my brothers to go to Galilee; there they will see me." (NIV)

Lord, Thank you for making me very aware of you. I apologize that during this week I let the planning and busyness take away from what YOU were doing this week. I will continue to take a couple minutes, close my eyes and picture your sweet face going to the cross. Thank you Jesus. Thank you!

this was a dare.....

We all know that pain.
I call it the "Drive-by Shooting" pain...
No I have never been shot.
But I have watched plenty of movies and have seen the reaction of being shot.

You are standing one second and BAM the next second you are bent over....and holding whatever was shot. YES? Yes...I think that sounds about right.

Please note:
"Drive-by Shooting" pain and "Charlie Horse" pain can look very similar-don't be confused though. The "Charlie Horse" pain will make you sore the next mornin' and you will have no recollection of what had happened.

Some may call this a 'gas bubble' as if they don't want to just say, "I think I have gas..."
Instead if you say "GAS BUBBLE" it's worse kinda and does not automatically mean YOU HAVE GAS.

I have even over heard someone refer to it as a ..."oh my gosh I may have something wrong...." pain, as they dramatically grab one side of their stomach with one had and the other hand is paying their Mexican food bill.

The other day I was having a "Drive-by Shooting" pain and instead of just breathing through it I felt the need to let the person I was talking to know I was having it.

I stared at her.
Heard NOTHING she was saying. 

I am guessing I looked like I was dying because she asked...."are you having a drive-by shooting" pain? 
(she knew me-so she knew I called it that)

I just stared and said...."hold on one second...." with my pointer finger pointed at her.

Weird how I can't have anyone talking around me when this is happening.
Ask my daughter-she cannot talk in the car when I am dealing with such pain.

I guess it let's the pain know..."I am very aware of you and will make sure YOU take over this moment 100%"

*GIVE me a topic and I will write about it...I cannot promise it will be this riveting....but I will try and make you proud.

"Not Best Friends Anymore."

Me: "I cant have carbs, dairy or sugar...right now!"

Concerned co-worker: " Oh goooosh I'm sooooo sorry....what are you eating-are you ok?"

This made me giggle.

Let me make myself very very clear- I AM NOT HUNGRY...I am actually very satisfied.

Food Addiction is a serious thing, so if you are battling it THIS IS NOT ME MAKING FUN of it-it's me sharing my thoughts and experiences on that topic...because I can relate.

I eat to make myself happy. Not for fuel.
A bunch of taco bell puts me in a good mood.
The smell of Subway bread makes me excited...and happy.
I have gotten bad news before and INSTANTLY gone and ordered a pizza and ate it all.

This is a doozie: (not a double doozie cookie-justa a doozie):
I have eaten food ON THE WAY to a restaurant before and still ordered a full meal...I wanted to feel MY KIND OF FULL...not just the normal full.
I think about food every second of the day.
I have a problem.

Well-I went to a wellness Dr. and a physiologist and as she talked about ME and MY issues...I of course was thinking:
"UGH I should have eaten something HUGE on the way...here..."

They were creating this PLAN for me....
First I had to Detox...with Medicine...No sugar, No Carbs and No Dairy....
they want to find out if I have any food allergies....

"Uh NO WONDER I swell (get fat) when I eat... YES! Ok well can I go now??"

They never laughed at my JOKES.
The do however-email, text and call me almost hourly!

The first 4 days of this were so sad.
I was actually sad.
I have had 2 break-ups in my life and I'm not sure I cried as hard as I did when I had to break up with my BEST FRIENDS Carb, Sugar AND Dairy.
I cried in my bed....with the lights off. (Lifetime Movie style)

I literally had to put my armor on every morning and fight against this.
I had body aches....shakes....and a 4 day headache.
It was dark around me.

I wanted popcorn.

Day 4 as I was getting into my car (yes I had to work through all this) my sister called:
"Hey how's it goin...?"
I yelled at her....I cried....I actually had to pull over my car....This was a fight that i would lose.
She gave me strict instructions:
1. You will take breaks at work.
2. You need to eat as much MEAT and VEGGIES as you can.
3. Pray
4. Take walks around your parking lot and look UP.
5. YOU WILL win this....

She has a way of making you listen...all of a sudden I felt safe. I felt strong.
The next day....OH THE NEXT DAY....
I felt so different...the Drs. said my 5th day would be my worst-NOT WITH GOD....! I felt 'in control' I prepared my food and took walks and just loved myself for even trying!

Today I feel good. I have sad moments...but I think of Jesus and all the things He did for me and how sad He must feel when I go to food and NOT Him.

I am a work in progress.