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Week 2 is now complete and it was horrible!  I managed to exercise once and the herniated disk in my back start hurting.  REALLY?!?!  I was so annoyed and bummed.  So what do you think I did?  Not what I was supposed to do!  I took that mopey, pity party for myself attitude and I ate.  I ended up gaining back the weight that I lost the first week. 

So, what am I going to do now?  I will turn to my gracious Heavenly Father because I cannot do it alone.  These are the verse that I am going to be repeating over and over this week:

He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.  
Isaiah 40:29

Forget the former things; do not dwell in the past.  Isaiah 43:18

I cannot change this past week.  I must put it in the past where it belongs or I will not be able to go forward. 

This week will be a better week.  I am not going to rely on my own strength but pray daily that God gives me the strength that I need.  This isn't just about weight loss.  This is, and has been, about self-control and my lack thereof.  This is changing what I crave in order to find comfort.  My craving and comfort right now is food.  I need to change that craving and comfort to where it should be; God!  

Lord, I pray that I crave You as my Great Comforter.
 

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  1. Losing weight is never easy. I heard one man say he has lost hundreds of pounds, 10 pounds over and over again. You are right in seeking God for it is how I lost 70 pounds. One day at a time and each time I failed turn to our Father in heaven. We home schooled our children so much of the worldly influences could be counted more readily. But it was still hard to teach them godly dieting habits. God bless your efforts.
    Mrs. J.

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