Lessons from the Oak
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
On Sunday I saw an old friend who has made choices and walked away from several blessings I hold dear and consider very important to my happiness, well being and even spiriutal progression. He was at the baptism of his nephew and trying to make peace with his family. He was helpful to my kids a few years ago. It was sad to see his choices.
I have been thinking about the connection between spirituality and weight loss. I have frequently wished that I could just wake up and be smaller and healthier. As if by magic those dreams could come true. I have wondered if it will ever be easy. Well, I realized that losing weight is a lot like growing a testimony. Little by little we attend church, study, pray and serve. In the beginning these activities are difficult. But little by little, line upon line, we learn and practice and our testimony grows and it all feels easier than it felt in the beginning. We still have trials but we are stronger. So I am hopeful that even though there will always be food situations where I want to indulge and exercise sessions where I want to quit it will become second nature and be easy. Eventually my habits can be easier. There are lines that my faith helps keep me safe from crossing. I will be there some day with my decisions with my health.
I was pondering this early this morning. I thought about an oak tree. When I think about the beginning of an oak tree, first there is an acorn which is some how finds its way into the dirt. In time a weak tree emerges from the dirt. The tree has to work very hard to continue living at this point. A lawn mower could do away with it or a kid could step on it and bend and break it. Given time the roots will grow. Getting water a nutrients will be easier with strong roots. The trunk will grow. It will not be as easy for the tree to be swayed by wind or playing children. Eventually it is easier for the tree to stay in place and grow strong. Little by little.
I wanted to be so much further on my path by now. I have spent time worrying about how slow I am moving on the path. But, I have lost 27 pounds since Christmas. There have been many bumps along the way. Even though I have made slow progress it is progress none the less. I am learning. It will get easier as I keep moving.
I am trying to make this year count. It is even if the walk is slow. I guess I should be grateful I am moving and moving in the right directions too.
I am grateful to be learning more about myself, my body and my beliefs. They are so much more connected than I realized.