12 weeks have gone by really fast. I didn’t lose as much as I wanted to but I have reached some of my goals. I am walking without a cane now. I am back working regular duty at work after not working on the floor for 51 weeks. I am able to go do more with my family now. I must keep going. I am thankful for all who made this possible.
Looking for the Jesus Hugs
Look for the Jesus Hug. At times when I am feeling down I know Jesus is with me. I know He will see me through. But sometimes the pressure is so bad I say Jesus I know you got this but can you just give me a hug. Sometimes it is a pat on the shoulder. Then other times a hug. Then when it is really bad a Bear Hug. What is a Jesus hug? When Jesus does something at a certain time in a certain way that you know it is Him. Like when your son calles from Japain
after you say Jesus I need a hug. Or when you follow Sainta Claus on twitter and you find out he is going to be at Texas Road House for Christmas and you would like to meet him in person but you been out on disability for 6 months and have not been back to work long enough to recover and you do not have the money to go eat and meet your Twitter friend. Then the next day one of your coworkers walks up to you and said we took up this collection for you while you were out sick. And it is just enough for you and your family to go eat and get a picture with Santa. Look for Jesus hugs. They will get you through the tuff times.
How did I get here?
How did I get here? Music!
When I was about 4yrs old I was next door Playing with my friend. We went outside and saw an old city bus sitting in my yard. My friend asked who is that. I said I don‘t know let’s go see. As I was about to go in the house mom met me and said go outside and play. But later I found out after going to some Gospel singings that the bus belong to the Sego Brothers and Naomi. Mom had made friends with Naomi so I got to be around the group a lot. I thought these are our friends so I should listen to the music they sing.
As a child to me music was noise. Some I liked the sound of and some I did not like. As I got older I noticed this is not noise but a message or a story being told in song. Because of knowing the Group I paid attention to the music and leard a lot. Not to mention the fun times getting to ride on the bus. So knowing a group got me into music. Mostly Southern Gospel.
Now in 1987 when I came to Bible College in Greenville I had some good Southern Gospel Radio Stations to listen to. But I ran across this one station one night. HIS Radio 89.3. The night that The Sound of Light was playing. I had come from a different back ground than this. I thought what is all this devil music. Well for years I would not even turn to the station. Then I was working half of night shift and all of my 1st shift. The half of the night shift was like 2 or 3 in the morning untill I started my job. I was helpng out in a basement machine shop. I would be so sleepy I had to play the radio to stay awake. The only Christain station I could get was His Radio. Long story short it was not so bad after fighting my stubborness. But still got to stay away from that devil music they play on the weekend. Well at one of the Winter Jam Concerts I heard John Cooper tell a story about a song he did. It was very meaningful. Now I still could not understand him singing it but the kids did so I guss I have opened open to more than I thought I would.
Somethings I would still disagree with but I am inerested in getting the message out that Jesus Saves. It takes different people to reach different people. So now I have been listening for lots of years now. Hearing Rob’s story and the Big Losers over the years. I finaly tried out this year. So if God had not locked me in a basement with HIS Radio I might not be here. But this is how music got me here.
I had several weeks that the scale didn’t really move. Last night at check-in I finally saw some movement down on the scale. Although my jeans were getting looser even when the scale didn’t move. Never give up. Keep pushing forward.
Wow Starting Week 7
We are now half way through. I am not where I thought I would be but I am closer than I was 6 weeks ago. I am grateful for the team and all the support. Small steps are better than none. Always keep moving forward.
Didn’t make it today, but still haven’t.
I had some distractions today. Made it to the YMCA parking lot but had to leave. I have made some type of work out every day but didn’t make it today. I should not have but I got 2 apple fritters at Dunkin Donuts on the way to take care of the business that pull me away from the Y. But still haven’t drank any sodas. Last week I was craving a Coke or Pepsi. Drinks are bad. If I drink 1 it will turn to 4. I may have a step back but I must keep going. Never give up.
Add a little more
Before RBL’so I never worked out with weights. Sure I had a small set when I was a young teenager, but it doesn’t do any good watching them sit there looking good. You got to use them.
When I started working out me weights were kinda light and still are but I am get better and adding more weight. I am making it. Just a little more each time I can.
We had several RBL”s at the Eastside YMCA when the storm past over tonight. We had to wait inside a few minutes for it to pass before we could leave.
We had our team meeting last night. It is always a blessing. The team fellowship is encouraging. I look forward to it each week.
Week 4 gone
For the past 2 weeks I haven’t lost anything except maybe my mind. I know this is not a few weeks journey but one to last a lifetime. I can’t let 2 bad weeks slow me down. I will press on by God’s grace.
A little is better than nothing.
It was one of those eventful days. Taking 1/2day vacation to take my daughter to the doctor. By the time I got her home I was worn out. Started to go in and crash for the night. I thought no. I got to do something. I knew I couldn’t make it through a full workout today. So I went and did me workout in the pool for 45 minutes. I must keep pushing forward. Thanks to all for your support.