What an awesome message this morning on strongholds in our lives. I think that I have been pretty open about my weightloss journey these past several months and [I hope!] giving God credit where credit is due for the discipline to stick with my eating plan. Up till now, though, I’ve thought of it more as a series of choices and making better decisions about what goes into my body and my attitude about food, in general. It didn’t occur to me that food had been a stronghold in my life.

I realized today that through God’s help – because, let me assure you, it is not by my own willpower – the stronghold of food has been broken, and I’m living, healthy proof of it! I may not have struggled with tobacco, excessive alcohol, inordinate amounts of television viewing or any number of other “addictive” behaviors, but food had a heavy grip on my life. Food was a reward, something I felt that I owed myself … my excuse to say that I was thankful for my blessings but really using them as an excuse to overindulge.

I thought of it more as a self-discipline issue than a spiritual battle, but today I was reminded that God alone gives me the power to keep from falling. Whatever my reasons were in the past for going about my day-to-day eating habits under my own strength, I’m so grateful for the reminder that I’m not alone on this journey.