Yesterday, I went to a very small birthday party. There was a professionally-baked, gluten free cake.
And I said, “No, thanks.”
Was it a special occasion? Yes. The little girl we were celebrating has had a really rough year. Did the cake look yummy? Oh, yes.
But several things went through my mind:
- How am I going to track that?
- My kids can’t eat it (food dye). I don’t think it’s fair then for me to have some.
- It’s my oldest’s birthday Monday. We’ll have cake then, and I’ll probably have a piece.
Here’s the thing. I’m not sure when I started to reward myself with food, perhaps after I started recovery from the eating disorder. I can make everything into a special occasion and a reason to use food to celebrate. I love whipped cream on ice cream sundaes. Brownies. Cake of any kind. More ice cream. Anything with peanut butter. And then maybe some chips.
So for now, I’m saving those special foods for the RARE celebration.
Bible Reading: 1 Corinthians 2-4
Prayer Cards Prayed: Check
Food Tracked: Check
Daily Reading: Check
Worship in Song: Check
Choosing to Trust: Check