All of us experience it. We have up days and down days and blah days. Days when we feel like doing nothing and days when our family and friends can't get us to sit down because we are a whirlwind of activity. We hunger for what is "normal". We long to have a routine. We cry out for days that go well, but there is always something to derail us - too much traffic in the morning that makes us late for work; a call from the school nurse that our child has a fever; bad weather, when it's the day we finally decided to start our running or walking routine.
As I typed the sentences above, I felt the tug of something greater. The tug that I allow the changes in my day to get me off track. Could it be I'm looking for an excuse to fail? A chance to blame someone else for my failure to lose weight? I think I might have just uncovered my vulnerability to failure.
It's not my fault, it's the restaurant for serving such high-fat foods; it's grandma's fault for teaching me to enjoy cookies and milk; it's my families fault for having all of these salty snacks around; it's your fault for ... fill in the blank.
Personal responsibility. Personal discipline. Personal motivation. Personal accountability. That's the remedy, that's the key to moving forward and tasting success.
My desire is to be healthy, but I'm never going to get there if I don't stop blaming others for my overeating. The Bible has promised me that I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength and yet I keep on going my own way, following my own failed paths.
But, it's a new day - the freshness of the morning rain, the quietness of the house, and the prospect of wonderful things all warm my heart right now. I can do this thing. I can throw this monkey off my back. I can do ALL things through Christ who gives me strength! Philippians 4:13
