Anxiousness about food

I get really overwhelmed by all of the information out there concerning what to eat and what not to eat, and in what proportions and with what other foods at the same time. There's so much research and people are always changing their minds. It left me feeling this constant anxiety, like no matter what I ate, it was going to be the wrong thing. Hunger seemed like a better option a lot of the time!

Tuesday morning I was sharing my anxieties with the Lord, and the food issue came up. I asked Him to help me know what to eat so I didn't have to worry about it anymore. He answered me with a question. Why are you so anxious to preserve your body, as though I am not Lord over it?

I was wasting energy worrying about "what to eat and drink" just as Jesus commanded us not to. He told us that the Father knows even the hairs on our heads and feeds the sparrows. And the sparrows don't obsess over whether their breadcrumbs are whole grain or not. If they could speak, they would just give thanks.

God also answered my request for wisdom. I've been thinking about something a good friend shared with me, and found that it's really true: our bodies tell us what they want to eat. Want a chocolate bar? Eat it. Tomorrow you'll want a salad. And it's true! Sometimes it's just my brain telling me to eat something sweet or comforty, and thats the voice of something more like an addiction. But when I listen to my stomach, I find myself wanting a good healthy variety of foods. Problem solved. What a major relief!!

$1000

In our first year of marriage, Kurt and I didn't have much money. He was working in construction and it rained a lot that year so the job sites would close. I really don't know how it worked out every month, but somehow all of our bills got paid and we always had food.

A couple of times I got to see God answer prayer almost miraculously. One of those times was on a Friday. The rent was due Monday and we were short by about $600. There were no paychecks coming. I sat in my apartment freaking out, wondering about the worst. I told God that I knew He said He'd provide, but it was so hard to believe when I couldn't see any way that we were going to get money, especially that much money, before Monday. He answered me What would you do today if you had the money for rent? Um, well...I'd go to the zoo and draw. If you trust Me, then go and draw as if you already had the money. I didn't know if I could do it. I wanted to close the shades and sit and mope. But I decided to take God at His word, so I picked up my sketchbook and shoved my own little backside out the door.

I had a great day drawing, and stopped worrying. When I got home, there was a check for $1000 in our mailbox. A relative had sent it, not knowing we had any need at all.