When the Sweet Fix Makes You Sick

When the Sweet Fix Makes You Sick

During last year’s 40 Day Sugar Fast I learned and relearned one overarching lesson, day by day. It was as though The Lord was reaching into my humble offering plate, tracing my meager mite with His finger, and saying with a gentle whisper, “Thanks for giving me your sugar addiction… but I want it all. I want all of you.” My dear friend Katie M. Reid is joining me for a second year in a row. Last year she experienced a similar call on her heart: “Yes, I’ll take your sugar, but I want your anger too.” This year He’s taking her deeper still and asking for more.   When the Sweet Fix Makes You Sick By Katie M. Reid   Edmund was already feeling uncomfortable from having eaten too many sweets, and when he heard that the Lady he had made friends with was a dangerous witch he felt even more uncomfortable. But he still wanted to taste that Turkish Delight more than he wanted anything else. -C.S. Lewis (The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe).   Sometimes when you first taste a sugary treat it is delicious. The sweetness melts in your mouth and satisfies your craving. But have you ever indulged past the point of what you knew was reasonable? What once tasted divine leaves you with a headache, a stomach ache, or just an all-around lousy feeling. The more you eat, the worse you feel. That’s how it started for me. One taste led to another and soon I couldn’t stop. What began as something that made me feel satisfied morphed into something I couldn’t live without. The...
Satisfying hungry hearts – scriptures for your sugar fast

Satisfying hungry hearts – scriptures for your sugar fast

Welcome to our 2nd Annual 40 Day Sugar Fast! This is the day that the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it – and expectant that God’s Holy Spirit is going to use these 40 days to draw us into deeper intimacy and dependency upon Himself! I’ve received so many private messages from women who are desperate to lose weight, and you may, but the weight we really want to drop is the heavy burden of captivity, holding us back and holding us down. Shackled to sugar and shame. Held in bondage to anything is an awful way to live – unless we are bond as bondservant to the One who made us to crave HIM. Being held in bondage to anyone or anything other than Christ gives me a gut ache – both a physical and emotional gut ache. Since last year’s sugar fast I’ve been overcome with a holy hunger, a hankering for Him. And apparently I’m not alone in this, since nearly 5,000 women have signed up to join me on this year’s Sugar Fast.   “Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be satisfied.” (Matthew… Click To Tweet   Still I forget sometimes, and look for satisfaction in all the wrong places. But I truly do want more of Jesus and less of the stuff that promises to satisfy me this side of glory. Though we take our craving hearts to the pantry, to the freezer, to our secret stash of chocolate covered almonds, to ease our anxiousness or loneliness, I know down to my core what we truly need. And you do too. This...
Do Not Be Afraid – resources for your sugar fast

Do Not Be Afraid – resources for your sugar fast

We’re about to begin our 2nd Annual 40 Day Sugar Fast. And I’m excited, but a little fearful if I’m honest. Sugar’s like crack cocaine to plenty of women I know – myself included – and detoxing coffee creamers, afternoon brownies, and that late night scoop of ice cream is no small thing. Over in our private Facebook Group, 40 Day Sugar Fast, thousands of women are already gathering, confessing to one their addictions… right along with their fears of failure. I thought to myself earlier today, “Wendy, you need to begin this fast immediately, like right now! These ladies need to be covered in prayer.” So I did. I started my sugar fast a few days early, to prayerfully intercede and get my heart ready to lead the charge. Two hours in… everything started falling apart. My homeschooled kid couldn’t focus, the other two came home from school emotional wrecks, and my husband came down with an intense headache. I’ll tell you the truth, I wanted to cave because I couldn’t use SUGAR TO COPE! You should have heard my inner dialogue back peddling. “Aw come on, girl, you never told anyone you were starting early. Self-medicate with a that leftover Easter cake.” And all I have to say is: Be afraid, be very afraid!   But here’s the truth, we don’t need to fear. We have the spirit of The Resurrected, sin-conquering, life-renewing, “I can do all things through Him” Savior of the world! Does that mean there won’t be opposition? No. This will likely be tough for many of us. However, we don’t need to fear! We are more...
2nd Annual 40 Day Sugar Fast

2nd Annual 40 Day Sugar Fast

Tonight I made scones and fresh squeezed rosemary-infused peach lemonade in anticipation for Sunday’s celebration. The table is set with roses straight from the garden. Tomorrow I’ll prepare the lemon bars and spice cake. Plastic Easter eggs are filled with jelly beans and chocolates, ready to be hidden in the yard and joyfully discovered; and there’s a dish of my husband’s favorite treats on the coffee table. There’s going to be lots of sugar this weekend! However, I have to tell you, that I am so incredibly excited about my 2nd Annual 40 Day Sugar Fast in a little over a week. I’ve chosen the dates intentionally, so that you might enjoy your traditional holiday sweets, and then join me for this special season. Last spring hundreds of ladies from the “No More Angry MOB” Facebook group discovered that when we cut refined sugars from our diets we’re less likely to experience sugar-induced, emotional ups-and-downs during our long parenting days. We see our children reel from sugar themselves, melting-down and throwing fits… but rarely stop to see the correlation between that handful of chocolate chips, stolen from the back of the pantry, with our own late afternoon crash.     But this isn’t just a physical fast. This is a true spiritual fast! Together, we will spend 40 days crying out to the Lord – who is all we need to get us through our stress-filled mothering moments. No brownie is as sweet, no caffeinated beverage as bolstering, as His Holy Spirit in our needy lives.   “Even now,” declares the LORD, “return to me with all your heart, with fasting and weeping and mourning.” (Joel 2:12)   I will be writing...
Perhaps you need to fast and pray, sweet mom

Perhaps you need to fast and pray, sweet mom

Welcome to our series, “You are not a victim, you’re a mom!” Today we are peeling back the lies and remembering what is true!     She grabbed hold of my wrist, tight like a shackle, and leaned in close. I could smell the morning’s coffee on her breath and saw the weariness in her eyes at the start of another powerless day. “I can’t do this anymore…” She whispered it frantically again, “I can’t do this anymore… I hate this and I can’t do this anymore. I hate myself and I hate my kids and I hate my life. And I can’t do this…” Our children were playing together at the park and we’d just put our things down. All I had asked was a simple, “How you doing?” and out it poured, from the heart of a pent-up woman standing too terribly close to the brink. And the most frightening part of all was that she could have been you, she could have been me. A simple, well-intentioned, loving mom and wife who was taking the fiery arrows of the devil’s lies right in the heart. She clutched me like I could save, because she knew she was going down.     Jesus rebuked him, and the demon came out of him, and the boy was cured at once. Then the disciples came to Jesus privately and said, “Why could we not drive it out?” And He said to them, “Because of the littleness of your faith; for truly I say to you, if you have faith the size of a mustard seed, you will say to this mountain,...
Fasting Dr. Pepper for the sake of motherhood – a guest post

Fasting Dr. Pepper for the sake of motherhood – a guest post

Today’s guest is so much fun… You’re just going to love her!  She’s a stay-at-home mom who tells it like it is, daring to take the formality out of this Christian life while still managing to get deep-down to the bottom of what it’s all about… Jesus doing a total redemptive miracle each emptied out, palms up, I-need-Jesus day. Laura Mitchell inspires me with her youthful exuberance, even though she confesses to being weary and worn by motherhood most days. Today I’ve invited Laura to sit with me on my orange couch – which she has promised to visit IRL (in real life) one day soon!  I told you she’s fun!   “Mom, why are you so mad?”   “I’m just tired.” I replied.   TIRED. More than tired. I was frustrated. I had not lived up to my idea of a “GOOD” mom; my child had not lived up to my idea of a “GOOD” child. The events of the day, while a blur now, unraveled like a seam on an over worn shirt. I’m sure I probably lost it over some kind of accident, spilled milk, or my unrealistic expectation about how nap-time would go.   And then The Lord, in all of His goodness, shined His light on my life that dark night. And I saw things clearly.  Friend, let me pause here and let you glimpse into the illuminated depths of my heart.  It’s not pretty, you’ll see, and for a while I was ashamed of what I saw. But GRACE, He spoke with such grace as He brought correction to my heart.   Here is what He spoke:   “Yes, you are tired, but I am tired...