This post is more for myself than anything. I'm having episodes of guilt concerning my eating and it has been looming over my head. It can be a dangerous thing for me to grade myself in my eating since I revert to what I am doing (and making my eating a law) rather then relying on the Lord. It's been a difficult thing to feelings that pop into my mind. My eating has been decent all week. No binging or extreme eating. I did overeat a bit on Friday but quickly jumped back into the swing of things. But there is this perpetual nagging of guilt that is nipping at my heels.
Could I have had a bite less? Sure
Am I really listening to my God given hunger signals? I am really trying. (Maybe that's my problem where I simlply need to stop trying and allow God to do the work instead of me)
Do I really have the faith to believe that God can do this in me? Not really.
I've been thinking about the man who wanted Jesus to heal his son who was possesed. The Lord told him that if we can believe all things are possible. The man replied to the Lord in a loud voice and in tears, "Lord I believe; help thou mine unbelief." (Mark ch.9) And, do you know what happened? It didn't matter that there was doubt. It didn't matter that there was unbelief. It did matter that there was one little spark of faith in his heart and the Lord saw that. Jesus healed him. Despite it all.
I cannot remove my doubts, but I cannot erase my faith.
Lord I believe! Help thou my unbelief!
