CassieFood rules stopped ruling my life.
If you are in a similar position to what I was for many years, you have stumbled upon this post in a desperate search for a “reason” to recover, and peace about your worries. In that case, be sure to read this blog post first. The only peace that could ever satisfy my worries was “humbling myself under the care of my Lord” (1 PETER 5:6).
The devil had certainly lied to me, planting distractions about what “would surely happen” if I wasn’t aligned to food rules, and the untruth in these lies is not what is my focus at all, but their untruth serves as a testimony to the destruction of idolizing food rules, or anything that distracts from Jesus.
From head to toe…
My hair stopped falling out. It used to fall out in clumps, but is now healthier and stronger than ever.
My brain cleared up. I used to have a minute attention span, and struggle to listen attentively because I was so undernourished and my brain just thought about food. Now, food is the last thing on my mind unless I’m hungry or creating a recipe– and then, it’s “on my mind” in a totally different way.
Since you died with Christ to the elemental spiritual forces of this world, why, as though you still belonged to the world, do you submit to its rules: “Do not handle! Do not taste! Do not touch!”? These rules, which have to do with things that are all destined to perish with use, are based on merely human commands and teachings. Such regulations indeed have an appearance of wisdom, with their self-imposed worship, their false humility and their harsh treatment of the body, but they lack any value in restraining sensual indulgence. COLOSSIANS 2:20-23
My skin is healthier. My skin used to look greenish in colour, all around unhealthy, and there is now colour in my face.
I maintain my weight without thinking about it. What is “weight?” Our bodies are so incredible because they were designed for God, as His temples, and they need to be nourished to work for Him, to be fueled. My body does not by default want to store tons of fat or be bigger than it was created to be, but I just don’t think about this anymore. I trust God with my body, not for my sake, but for His.
I don’t get bloated 24/7. Maybe TMI, but the skewed food rules I thought were so intelligent used to often make me bloated and uncomfortable– probably because I was consuming an unhealthy amount of raw vegetables constantly. Simply drinking when I’m thirsty; eating when I’m hungry; I notice the incredible change in my body without that being the focus whatsoever.
I have energy! I teach dance in a newly energetic way; I love moving because it is so amazing to not be dizzy; I have energy to laugh and engage and run. Hiking with Daniella last week has been a highlight of that energy used for God’s glory.
My legs are stronger. There was a time that my knees buckled when I stood up. I don’t like thinking back on that time of allowing the devil to convince me weakness was a strength, but I know now that God calls me to strength for His plans.
Cooking and Eating are Totally Different– So That They are Not the Focus. I still smile when I spoon peanut butter out of the jar without levelling it off in a measuring spoon first, or enjoy my mo’ms dinners without asking how much oil went into her pans, or accept samples from store vendors and partake in coffee tastings at work.
My life is His. I don’t cancel plans because I’m afraid food will be involved. I don’t refuse food at gatherings only to think and plan what I will be eating instead later. What pride and how sad this makes me. If you are reading this and relating to the ill mannered thoughts and ways, I pray that the Lord would open your eyes and that you would receive His Truth in this matter as He sees fit.
