It's kind of ironic. I wouldn't be pursuing this surgery if losing weight was something I was proficient at.
Needless to say, after years of ups and downs and probably hundreds of different attempts at losing weight, this seems to be a daunting task. I know I can do it but I have spent the last several days in mental disagreement with myself over what approach to take. Should I count calories? Should I just eat clean foods? After thinking about it, I had pretty much had decided I was going to try the South Beach Diet again. I had some success with it in the past but didn't feel it was sustainable for life. But I just wasn't excited about it. My brain wouldn't let me come up with a concrete plan. It just didn't click with me.
I prayed about it. I asked God to just make it clear to me which way would be the most successful. I thanked him for caring about these little details. I asked him to help me to do it.
So tonight I sit down at the computer after I put Micah to bed. My plan was to pin down a grocery list so that tomorrow I could get healthy food in the house and the whole family could get started on this journey together. Within thirty minutes, I still had no list but I had a woman who is a health and wellness ninja ask me what kinds of food we like/don't like and she offered to gather some recipes for me. Five minutes later I asked a friend for a recipe and left the conversation with two recipes AND an offer to pay for 3 months of Weight Watchers to help me along.
Normally it would be hard for me to accept a gift like that, but today I just had to realize that it was an answer to prayer. It wasn't exactly a voice from the clouds, but wow. "Ask and you shall receive, seek and you shall find. Knock and the door will be opened unto you."
I always feel humbled to know that God really is listening.