I try to stay away from scales, figuring I can tell by how
my clothes fit what my weight is doing (going up or down). I have known for
months that my weight is going up. Slowly all my pants and skirts have been
tightening around the waist. I am down to a couple of bottoms to wear and 2
dresses I would wear shortly after giving birth. I have never been one who has
needed or wanted to diet. However, I have been surrounded by people who are
always concerned about weight. Conversations often revolve around what we eat,
how much we eat, how little or much we exercise. Exercise is a scary word for
me. I don’t choose it; I don’t crave it; I simply am scared of it. And, as my
weight and lack of physical activity have increased, the thought of being
healthy is becoming more and more remote.
Faced with this realization, I go back and forth between two
thoughts. One is – why not eat and enjoy myself? I had two grandmas – the one
who was heavier was more fun and always had a treat to offer. Why not be the
happy go lucky grandma who surrounds her family with delicious smells and tasty
treats? Who says I have to be thin and restrict myself?
Thought two – if I am to be around to see my children and
their children grow up, then shouldn’t I see the value in maintaining a healthy
lifestyle? Being healthy will give me more endurance. I might be more
comfortable sitting at Adoration of the Blessed Sacrament if I was more fit. I
might more joyfully serve the Church if I was not so tired all the time.
Hmmmm….what a dilemma. It sort of reminds me of my spiritual
“weight.” Faced with my lukewarmness in the spiritual life there are two
thoughts. One is – just enjoy the moment and do not worry so much about the
afterlife! I have lots of examples from my family and friends of happy people
who are not the least bit worried about their spiritual lives and things seem
good for them. Why not be the happy go lucky mom who thinks only of her kids’
material and physical lives, making sure they have the most up to date clothes,
and the best schools, and the newest cell phones? Who says I have to follow my
conscience and restrict myself?
Thought two – if I want to see my children and their
children in the next life, then shouldn’t I see the value in maintaining a
healthy spiritual life? Receiving my “daily bread” will give me more endurance.
I might be able to love Christ in my neighbor more, think first of others, if I
was more spiritually fit. I might more joyfully be a channel of graces for
others, and not feel so tired of doing it, if I was seeking first the Kingdom of
God.
Hmmmm….what a dilemma. Seems to me, the only solution is
entrustment to Mary! Hiding in Her womb, I want to allow her to carry me
through my days, obtaining the graces for me necessary to do GOD’s will and not
my own. On my own, I feed my ego. But, with Her, I have a chance to seek what
is best for me and all my dear ones. Thanks Blessed Mother.
“A
person who concentrates on himself and is full of his own plans becomes very
slothful with regard to the Holy Spirit….When you begin to seek help in your
helplessness, you will hear the knocking of the One who, upon crossing the
border into your world, desires to rescue you. God desires that you seek
nothing other than Him.” S.C. Biela, Open Wide the Door to Christ, (Ft.Collins, CO: IAMF, 2005), 135 and 192
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