I’m on a journey. Some would call it weight loss but I have another end goal in mind as up until this point, I’ve tried almost every substitute to happiness.

For the past two years as stress added on and life changed, becoming a father and working a year as a Chaplain, I began to count on food as my constant. I’m not talking healthy food, but food that made me feel better through the ups and downs + long hours of the hospital floor and the new fear of becoming a father while being an imperfect human.

My weight became the outward and visible sign of an inward pain.

I am the bread of life – John 6:48

Jesus said “I am the bread of life; whoever comes to me shall not hunger, and whoever believes in me shall never thirst.”

Isn’t that amazing? His words speak directly to my life. We eat of his flesh and drink of his blood! For someone whose life centers around food, Jesus is telling me that whoever comes to me will not only have Kingdom fulfillment, but my hunger and thirst will be filled…

And here’s the thing! Most foodies aren’t eating for recreation, but for feeling. The act of something consistent and ….filling.

All my life has been about trying to find Jesus and I’m finding him at the end of weight gain…

Loss is the beginning of gain…

I don’t know what the end result will be, but I know that I’ve had more joy with my family today than in a long time, and I also know that when the cravings came, I tried scripture and not a snack.

1 small step + another may = Wholeness

Either way, I’m trying Jesus. I’m excited that he’s walking with me.