Do you remember where you were when you felt the call?
Where it became more than apparent that God was calling YOU...to something or someone. (Many of you have come to be apart of the FYF team, remember what it is that has made you move in this direction).
That place where conviction took root and it seized you enough that you'd move out on it.This morning quietly over coffee I peered out over all that I am doing. I used the extra Sunday hour to be still and KNOW.
I know exactly where I was when this vision started to really move in. I was climbing up Mt. Yonah and the higher we went the more certain I was that I was entering into change. By the time I returned to the car I was beside myself knowing I wanted to help my obese friend with ALL my heart. All the way up she'd share about the mission field she wasn't in shape for. Oh if I could help her get the energy and confidence I'd found...OH!!!!!! But we weren't speaking at that moment, she was mad at herself for gaining weight and being right back where she never wanted to be with food all over again. Nope that was a topic for another day when she wasn't glaring at me like she was. (I can hear you chuckle now Michelle.)
Something happened to me on that mountain!
Something was tearing away in me to HELP her...To say something that would inspire her to? To ? To...FOLLOW ME!!!!!! Just follow me for 30 days!!!! Oh little did I know, just two years ago around this very time, a CALL had moved in. I still use those words today, "Just give me 30 days".
I knew it a week later when I became so restless...so hungry for purpose again. I knew it when I couldn't really concentrate because I knew, I absolutely KNEW God was about to deposit. I started lingering in the stillness hoping to hear. I carried pen and paper from room to room. I sat in silence until I paced in it....I was miserable, but very attentive. I even talked my husband into going back up that mountain just in case what I was waiting for was there!
When I heard it deep down, I "knew that I knew" and I said "no!" and then I said, "why me. I don't really qualify I can't explain what happened to me. People don't like Lowcarb (that fad diet) and won't understand butter in their coffee. It's a fat-phobic world out there, why me?" My arguments were strong and passionate and heaven was silent.
Then I heard, FIND YOUR FOOD...and it clicked so very deeply. So it didn't have to be about me or what I ate it was more about helping people on a journey to foods that will give weight loss and life back! Foods that are quiet, and foods that help us heal and recover. Foods that control blood sugars and restore sustainable energy...
FIND YOUR FOOD | FIND YOUR LIFE | LIVE!
I know THAT place where a calling moved in. It's my solid ground and I return to it often to strengthen myself when battered. To encouragement myself when tired. To refocus what I am all about. It's been 2 years and things have happened I would never have believed.
People have trusted me, followed me and now serve this vision. There is a network of people connected to Find Your Food, serving the vision of "HELP OTHERS".