The Lord gives strength to his people; the Lord blesses his people with peace.
-- Psalm 29:11
2012 was a year of healing for me. During this year, I shifted my eating habits. It began by removing Pepsi from my daily menu. Then slowing down how fast I put food into my mouth. Then tackling sugar. Then eating as close to natural and whole foods as possible. Then only eating when I was actually hungry.
I found it to be true that I felt better when I didn't eat so much sugar.
Ever since then I've started paying attention to my eating habits. I've learned when I'm stressed, I crave sugar.
Lately, I've been craving sugar.
Even worse, I've been caving to the craving and I didn't even care.
This doesn't make me feel very good. I have head aches. My energy crashes. My fingers swell. I feel guilty for eating too much sugar.
And I still want a Pepsi.
A few weeks ago, I realized what was happening. So I put down the Pepsi and picked up the water. I also started exercising more, knowing I can combat the extra stress with exercise and not have my joints swell up.
Yet I still find myself picking up the Pepsi. I put it down. Leave the kitchen, only to find myself returning to check the pantry for a box of Bottle Caps. I put those down too. Eat an apple. Leave the kitchen, only to find myself returning to get a cookie. I put it down.
And realize I'm stressed. Left to my own devices, I turn to sugar. This isn't going to help me. Standing there, in the kitchen, I roll my eyes. I'm not the kind of person who shoves sugar in her mouth and expects her stress to dissolve.
I sigh. It's not sugar I want. It's sweet comfort. So I talk to the One who orchestrates comfort, who can shoulder my stress, who can remind me it's not sugar that makes life sweet.
I drink my ice water. It satiates me. Not because I suddenly enter a life of comfort, but because the God of Peace cares enough about me to fill me with only good stuff. This is the kind of comfort I crave.
And it makes life very sweet.