My weekly weigh-in revealed a three ounce loss. I guess shaving my legs is helping my weight loss efforts! 
This plateau has been my longest yet. I keep asking God for help. Each and every time, He’s loved and encouraged me. He’s spoken through the ooodles of reading I have done. My recent comfort is that my body needs time to regulate, and balance out before losing more weight. My spirit and emotions need time to adjust too.
I’m a remote control freak. And it appears, the “affinity for remote control gene” was not mutated in our offspring.
Jake wants to fix the remote ASAP when it is not working properly…
Cal hasn’t the foggiest idea how to use it, but he wants to hold it…he knows the power…
As I drafted this blog from my private time chair, I ran to get our camera.
There’s my honey, who paid an additional $10 for a remote, so we could remotely turn on our “faux fireplace” that rests no more than six feet from any couch butt imprint. (I use it more than he does and I love it!)
Truth be told, I’m the household remote control freak. Yup, it’s true…She’s a freak, yeow…
When I do watch TV, I L-O-V-E watching 2-3 shows at a given time (commercials are for the weak!). And Dave snuggles in, with out a complaint.
Unless, he gets the remote first, or the WVU Mountaineers are on TV, that’s a no longer discussed item, after a dozen years of marriage, it’s just understood…I instinctively know to grab my book and snuggle up to him!
But remote control is just that. Just a slice of control from a distance away. And there’s my nugget.
It is when I feel remotely in control that I start pinging. A great example of was this Wednesday when Cal morphed into a vomit fountain. Talk about feeling remotely in control. I felt a lack of control that even the drops of water I gave him came up and I couldn’t make his suffering stop.
After a pediatrician appointment, x rays at urgent care, a dozen vomit sessions and intravenous drugs and hydration at the local hospital, he’s recovering from pneumonia amazingly well! Thank you God!
Not just in parenting or in weight loss, it’s everything – I can’t control everything and since I can’t, I can do my best, aka:”my part”…and God does the rest. I prayed, cared for Cal and did my best by bringing him to the specialists and saw God deliver.
And I will do the same in my weight loss program. During this plateau, I’ve thought So what’s a girl to do while waiting to be at her goal weight?
The answer: Keep on…keepin’ on.
In my private time today, I felt God wrap me with a hug and tied up this nugget with a beautiful bow. He said to keep on keepin’ on, doing my best and trust that it’ll be Him that will bring the victory.
I have control over my decisions and choices….and, over a period of time, each drop of good choices add up to an ocean full of victory. The Bible and God guide me in how to decide which choices to make. I will keep doing my best (and wait….), and trust God to bring the victory!
Do your best…then trust God to bring the victory. Proverbs 21:23 (Message)
How are you doing when life is remotely in your control? Do you believe if you do your best, that in time, God will bring the victory?
You’ve had a tREAL rough road lately Tara…and I’ve prayed a lot for you. You truly know what it means to keep on keeping on!
Thanks for your sweet encouraging words,
Love and prayers!
steph
Control is a big thing for everyone, I think it’s safe to say. I have been completely without control of my circumstances (and many other aspects of my life)for the past few weeks. Today, I am enjoying the last of my time away to recharge my batteries and reconnect with myself. I spent the past day and a half with my sister and brother-in-law and furry nephew. It has been a blessing! Your messages always give my hope, Steph. Keep on keepin’ on, sister! Love you!