In everything that he undertook in the service of God's temple and in obedience to the law and the commands, he sought his God and worked wholeheartedly. And so he prospered. 2 Chronicles 31: 21
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
I have lost 10 pounds now. It doesn't really show, but I can feel a difference in the way my clothes are fitting. Or should I say they way they are fitting again, as they were getting tighter and tighter.
I met with Dr. Ford this morning, and he asked if I had any problems with the diet so far, or any questions. I told him that I was still in the "blind obedience" mode, just following doctor's orders and carrying on, day by day.
When we discussed the supplements I've been taken, it seems that I am in the minority on the taste of one of them. The vast majority in fact. Once again, I am an oddity, liking something that others find distasteful. But maybe it's because my tastebuds are so starved for something sweet that they rejoice in the slight sweetness of the drink. Maybe I'm so deprived of the flavor of coffee that I see this is an acceptable substitute -- for the time being, anyway. Whatever. It's not too bad, and I'm really not all that weird. I think.
I had a great meeting over lunch with a new friend today. We'd met online, but never in person, and I had done some editorial work for a client of hers. So this was an occasion to get to know each other personally, not just professionally. We chose to meet at Panera Bread, where I was sure to be able to find a suitable salad for my meal. Not quite. So many delicious looking salads, so many tantalizing ingredients. But few that I could eat at this time.
However, restaurants are created to serve food, and with this in mind, the helpful staff assisted in concocting something that pleased my palate, and pleased my doctor -- a large bowl of mixed greens, red onions, bacon pieces, and grilled chicken breast. Olive oil for the dressing was no problem, but there was NO VINEGAR! So I substituted lemon juice, squeezed from wedges set out at the beverage station, and dug in.
I had already started dinner before I left the house, tucking a roast into my trusty crock pot along with chunks of red onion and fresh cauliflower. It was all fork tender when mealtime came back around, and tasted as great as it smelled. There was enough for several meals to come.
I am encouraged by how I feel, how I have lost weight, and how I can find something to eat when dining out, although it might take a little maneuvering. My dietary requirements may be limiting in ingredients, but they're not ridiculous demands on myself or on a restaurant. This is more of a simplified regimen, providing pure, clean, necessary fuel for my healing body.
I may be following the doctor in "blind obedience" at this stage of the program, but wherever and whenever I eat, I find that there is plenty of food. I am not hungry. I am not thirsty. I am provided for.
They will neither hunger nor thirst, nor will the desert heat or the sun beat upon them. He who has compassion on them will guide them and lead them beside springs of water. Isaiah 49: 10
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