I Need a Place to Hide

Today I just want to hide. Far, far away from my feelings and emotions.

What do emotions have to do with eating? Honestly, I wish I understood it. Some eat when they are bored, or tired, or alone. Others eat because they love to celebrate, or when in a crowd or while attending a special event. And, some of us eat just because the food is in front of us and it looks fresh and tasty.

I confess that there is only one time that I do not like the taste of food is when I'm grieving. Last night was a prime example of that. I couldn't at first understand the feeling I was having. Then I recalled the few times that I have a hard time eating. It's definitely when I'm grieving. Food tastes like cardboard, even my favorite foods.

Grief is hard to explain - it doesn't always come just because someone you love dies. Sometimes it comes when something you want so badly never happens. Like the dream you've had for years seems like it will never be fulfilled. Or, the feeling that happens when you realize someone you love will never be what or who you've hoped and prayed they would be.

Only God can take away that kind of grief. It's gut-wrenching and far reaching into the inner cavernous of your soul. It takes your breath away and your desire to continue doing good.

Proverbs 18:10 says, "The name of the Lord is a strong tower; the righteous run to it and are safe. Today Lord I'm running until I find that tower. Please open the door wide so I will not miss the entrance. I need the safety of your strong arms today. In Jesus name I pray, Amen"