We were lying on the floor attempting some ab exercises and I was telling my friend that I was in a weight-loss rut. She asked what I had been doing and, of course, I went on to tell her about my past few weeks. I have been enjoying this particular class and another friend drags me along with her every time she goes. Ok, I admit, I actually don’t have to be dragged anymore, but we do always meet up to go because the accountability really helps. While she explained to me that my body has settled in quite nicely to my new routine and that I probably just need to switch it up a bit, I quickly found these words came out of my mouth:
“But there’s so much comfort in that room. I know exactly what I am doing. I am confident in there. I don’t have to think about what to do.”
And with a smile she looked at me and said “but you know you aren’t going to get the results you want with comfort”.
We laughed. Hard. I have said those words many times myself to people in conversation about faith and other life issues. Ain’t that the truth? No good comes from comfort.
It is hard to begin something new. It’s difficult and requires a lot of planning. It sometimes requires that friend to ‘drag you along’ and keep you accountable. But after a few weeks you get your groove and it doesn’t seem so hard anymore. And then something strange happens. We get comfortable. It gets easier. It becomes habit and we don’t have to think so hard all the time. It becomes second nature. But then we can also become very complacent.
Ugh. I don’t like that word. Complacent. The Cambridge dictionary defines that word as “feeling so satisfied with your own abilities or situation that you feel you do not need to try any harder”.
Ew. I really don’t like that word. But that is exactly what I was. Complacent.
I was so proud of myself for my new routine and regular gym going and “healthier” eating that I was not thinking ahead anymore. I wasn’t thinking my next steps. I wasn’t thinking about the next 15 pounds.
I know it’s important to not get wrapped up in a number. But after struggling many years with health and fitness and weight— I have to. I also know it is so important to celebrate each milestone but we can’t set up camp and stay there either. I had set up camp!!
So, this week, I am setting a new goal and planning for the next leg of this journey. I am tearing down my camp site and packing it away for a while. I have work to do.
Here are some scriptures that have been an encouragement to me these past few months on this new health journey of mine. I hope they bring hope and encouragement to you too. This journey is sure harder then I thought, but I am really enjoying the way the way the Lord puts it all into perspective and I learn more and more what it means to persevere and not give up.
My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. Psalm 73:26
Give careful thought to your ways. Haggai 1:28
I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength. Phil 4:13
Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross,scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart. Heb 12:1-3
With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible. Matt 19:26
For this very reason, make every effort to add to your faith goodness; and to goodness, knowledge; and to knowledge, self-control; and to self-control, perseverance; and to perseverance, godliness… 2 Peter 1:5-6