Skip to main content

Day 339: Joy Cometh in the Morning!

My focus today is portion control. I mentioned in a recent post that I am rereading The Eden Diet by Rita Hancock, MD.  I feel like I am starting to trust myself to make wise decisions about my health, particularly my eating.  I have said no to more donuts, cookies, cakes and hamburger buns in the last few months than probably anyone cares to hear about!

Here is a little blurb about the book:

"Dr. Rita’s approach is based on her Ivy League training in nutrition, physiology, and obesity psychology, but is reframed in her strongly Christian convictions about how to live the way God intended—physically healthy and free of the cultural obsession with food, eating, dieting, and thinness.
http://www.amazon.com/The-Eden-Diet-Treats-Weight/dp/031032808X/ref=cm_cr_arp_d_pdt_img_top?ie=UTF8

My psalm of the day, Psalm 30 contains one of my favorite passages in all of scripture. And it has helped me endure many a dark night: "...weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning." (Psalm 30:5)

I have laid in bed many a night with cravings. Not hunger.  I could live months off of my belly fat. But cravings.  For salty, buttery, crunchy popcorn. For chocolate brownies. Ice cream.  But I know that I do not NEED this food. I crave it for emotional comfort. And honestly for good old gluttonous pleasure.

Good timing, this psalm!

Psalm 30

King James Version (KJV)

30 I will extol thee, O Lord; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.
Lord my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
Lord, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
Sing unto the Lord, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.
For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.
Lord, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled.
I cried to thee, O Lord; and unto the Lord I made supplication.
What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
10 Hear, O Lord, and have mercy upon me: Lord, be thou my helper.
11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
12 To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. OLord my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.

I had a successful day yesterday. I stuck with my new daily routine. It makes sense to practice my piano early, because otherwise the day unfolds and I am running out the door with a massive pile of guilt on my shoulders. Today I have a morning rehearsal. Then back home for more practice. I am planning on a good sweaty gym workout followed by a sauna. I'd better start chugging the water!

 I will have my daughter's crockpot Turkey chili for lunch. Very tasty!

Happy Wednesday!!

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Year Three, Day 58: Marilyn Monroe's Measurements

Day 24 of daily hooping. I am determined to shrink these abs, if it is the last thing I do! Perhaps I should have that written on my tombstone: "Here lies Zita". Flat abs at last!! Well I certainly hope to attain my flat abs goal BEFORE I am dead and gone! Today's video was another rush job. But I downloaded some fun tunes to my Kindle last night.  I enjoyed my hoop session more listening to the Punjabi music. It reminded me of the "Maritime Bhangra Dancers".  If you haven't heard of them, you should look them up. They never fail to put a smile on my face! I am not smiling so much looking at this video. My hooping skills have improved a bit, but that menopot has got to go! After my hoop session, I walked 3/4 mile to the bus stop. I was planning on attending the 10:00 a.m. Mass at the Grotto, but it was cutting it close. Plus, I was feeling the need for a Starbucks iced tea.  Today was Iced Passionfruit/Black Tea, no sugar whatsoever.   The ic...

Year Two, Day 274: I Like Me. RIP Packy!

Today's fruit of the spirit that I am focusing on is patience.  This I need more of. And coincidentally (or not), I read in my book Challenge: A Daily Meditation Program Based on the Spiritual Exercises of Saint Ignatius by Mark Link, S.J. the following: "I asked God to give me happiness, and God said, 'No.' He said that patience is a by-product of tribulation. It isn't granted, it is earned." Well, not to sound smug, but I am certainly earning my patience award!  :) I am having a good day, however I am a bit over caffeinated. I earned (patiently lol) a free latte today at Starbucks.  On a side note, I love being a regular customer. I walked into my regular Starbucks today, and one of the barista's yelled, "Zita!" from across the room. I felt like I was in an episode of "Cheers"! I love being recognized in a friendly manner. I had a venti "Smoked Butterscotch Latte with soy".   I have found the per...

Year Two, Day 201: "I"

Before my first meeting with "I" I had a wonderful first date last night! We had a lot on common. The conversation flowed easily. We laughed. It was so lovely, that I think I shall not blog about him. Not yet anyway. I am just going to call him "I". I like I. 😉 Today was a long, wonderful family day. Went to church with my daughter and son-in-law. Very powerful, uplifting service. After that we went to the horse races. Had a blast. Broke even. Essentially had a free lunch and four hours of entertainment. After the horses, we had yet another Thanksgiving dinner at my niece's place. It was her first turkey. It was amazing! But thank God I had enough willpower to resist the pie! Tomorrow I go for my first physical therapy appointment. Tuesday it is back to the gym!! Happy Sunday!