Stuff I Wish You’s Quit Saying: Do Not Taste…
Stuff I Wish You’d Quit Saying: Do Not Taste
My husband Justin is naturally thin.
I know, so irritating.
Every morning he goes into town and gets… I hope you are sitting down, ONE PLAIN CAKE DONUT and a cup of coffee. Taste buds don’t seem to be a motivating factor for him.
This is strange to me.
Who does this? Did I marry a sociopath?
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This donut shop has piping hot glazed donuts. The first time I had one… I cried. And I asked him about it once. I said, “Honey, why? You could have a dozen of those hot, ooey, gooey, delicious wonders? Why the plain cake? Why just one?”
And he said, “It’s just breakfast.”
Just kill me and bury me with 4,000 piping hot glazed donuts.
However, it occurs to me, he is out from under the law of “Do not touch, do not taste, do not…” And apart from the Law, the sin of gluttony is dead. I was recently watching a YouTube video by Naked Gospel author Andrew Farley. In it, he talks about his lead foot. As a young man had been pulled over on several occasions for breaking speed limit laws. He had tickets for 100 mph, 78 mph, and even one for 155 mph. Andrew liked to go fast.
When he shouldn’t he wanted to…
His father took Andrew to a treat; he was going to get to drive at the Indie race track. He could go as fast as he wanted to go. Behind the wheel of a powerful race car, he found that the other cars were whipping past him. Apart from the law, he aired on the side of caution.
He was hardly moving compared to the other cars.
And there is conviction, one plain cake donut will hold my husband over until lunch, he won’t have heartburn, and he won’t feel like he has a potato lodged in his esophagus. And then there is freedom. He can have as many donuts as he wants. He could sit there and eat two dozen – he is apart from the law of do not taste.
For over a month now, I have been practicing freedom from the law of do not taste. The first couple of days I was like a kid in a candy store.
Literally, I went to a candy store.
But on the third day, there was a shift in my heart. I opted for a smoothie or craved a nutritious, bold, and fragrant salad. I got real ranch dressing on it, and I gave no thought to the calories, fat or carbs. And I am joyful to report, I am walking in the freedom from the law of do not taste. Granted, I am still not a size four, but I am free to listen to God, my body, and my heart.
A heart that has no interest in plain cake donuts.
May your floors be sticky and your calling ordained. Love, Jami
20If you have died with Christ to the spiritual forces of the world, why, as though you still belonged to the world, do you submit to its regulations: 21“Do not handle, do not taste, do not touch!”? —22These will all perish with use, because they are based on human commands and teachings.… Colossians 2:20-22
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I know you say that people that write over 250 words need to have their own blog……. I blogged until I sat in Essentials and then tutored Essentials for 3 years. It scared me from writing. I can not even fathom to read my old posts for fear of the errors so it is dormant. HOWEVER, I had to share our testimony regarding this subject…… I promise there is no sales pitch in here as I despise MLM schemes! It is a beautiful but sometimes infuriating thing when we marry our opposite. I was raised by a woman who was a law keeper. She has and always will struggle with her weight. At 5foot 1inch there is only so few places to hide extra pounds. She went weekly to meetings for Over eaters Anonymous…… She kept no sugar in the house. It was the day and age of saccharine and NutraSweet so these were our ‘sweets.’ My dad jokes that at least when he dies he will have ingested so many artificial preservatives that they will not need to use formaldehyde. Sugar was evil in the world we lived in! Our cupboards were usually sparce for the fear whatever was in there she may eat too much. The law was absolute bondage not just for one but for everyone in our home. As a teenager I took over the kitchen and began cooking our meals! This made sure there was food in the cupboards. It was a great opportunity to get to hone a skill I would have never known I had, if I had been raised in a different way. My dad explains it like this. There are people that eat to live and there are those that live to eat. I love food but it is just a tool, where as I married a man who is my opposite. Food can become his vice rather than his tool. He lives to eat and struggles with always wanting more. When we married he told me he was a meat and potatoes man. No veggies were allowed on his plate and do not expect him to eat fruit either. Ordinarily he is not a dictator at all and is a fairly well adjusted authority in our home so I obliged. When our kids were a bit older, I did begin placing veggies on his plate. Kids are heartless when it comes to fairness so he was outnumbered and out-reasoned by our 2, 4 & 6 year olds. He would eat them, large spoonfulls at a time, and down it with a lot of water. When our girls became teenagers and the thought of their future weddings, potential grandchildren were closer than before, the Lord spoke to his heart. His dad died when he was 15 so genetics were not on his side. Most people get a very funny Over the Hill party or mock funeral on their 40th birthday but hubby was petrified that each birthday after this would be his last…… especially when he lived to eat. Each visit to the Dr meant a new prescription for cholesterol, acid refux and a couple other ailments….. He never had to deal with prescription meds before that so he was not happy about it! He watched the documentary Fat Sick and Nearly dead and asked me to buy a Vita-mix. This was in 2012. The man who would never touch veggies (and still won’t unless in his smoothie) now drinks GREEN smoothies for breakfast and lunch four times a week and has done this for the past 4 years. He dropped 100 lbs and no longer has to take the medications for blood pressure or all the other ailments except for the reflux. The detox cleansed his palate so he can taste food again. At first he did a complete cleanse/fast from everything and just drank the smoothies. That was really hard, however, during that time the Lord spoke to him in some pretty amazing ways! Most importantly, it was his choice to do any of this. Before, he had no energy but now he is able to run a couple miles a day with our teenage son. He can keep up pretty well for being in his 50’s now. Weight is such a personal story for everyone. There is freedom in Christ when we obey his leading rather than living in bondage to the law. SO glad you are finding the balance for what the Lord is calling you to do!
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