08|52. Nourish.
I was born into a poor family, and growing up I have experienced asking my parents if they could buy some foods, but end up so sad because they would tell me they couldn't afford it, or that we should buy something much important. Quite hard to believe because I have always been fat, but the thing is that, even if the family couldn't afford certain things back then, I have always been the person who never loses her appetite.
My late father said he never liked skinny kids. He would try his best to feed us good foods so we would be healthy. When we were still young, my brother was actually so skinny, my dad said he felt guilty seeing his son that skinny. On the other hand, I was the one who would eat whatever was on the table - except okra and liver. My parents could feed me dried fish, and I would eat it with gusto. When daddy cooked, he would ask us to eat as much as we could, because if we don't he would feel bad and would take it on him thinking he didn't serve good dish.
Up until now, I still have the appetite. I still take pleasure in everything I eat... that I even called my food blog, "I Live to Eat!" I am not a glutton... I just love food! :)
Of course, now I am reaping the bad effects of my appetite. Weighing more than 200lbs., I really should take focus on losing weight. Well, I am jogging most days in a week... but as difficult it is to admit, I still cannot give up food. Food is something that nourishes us, but it is also something that can poison us. I realize, too much nourishment is turning into a poison for me.
I already gave it up to the Lord. I already sought His help, asking Him to give me more encouragement to lose weight. Of course, all work is on me...and as soon as I let go of the "Fatty Jenn," that's when the transformation begins.
*** Jenn ***
