Author: Christine Yount Jones

  • Why Diets Will Never Work, Part 2

    Why Diets Will Never Work, Part 2

    This doesn’t always happen; I wish it did. But what I’m about to share with you is a rare moment. It happened in a time of journaling, praying, and listening to God. I wrote my prayer to God and then wrote what I heard in my spirit (in italics).

    God, I want to hear Your voice.

    Turn away, my beloved. Seek Me. I am all you need.
    Longing. What do you long for? That will be your discovery.

    I want freedom, God.

    If the Son makes you free, you will be free indeed.
    There is no freedom anywhere else.

    God, help me!

    ***

    There is no freedom anywhere else. Not in a diet. Not in a program. Nowhere but in the Son.

    And I’ve spent 40 years believing that there was, chasing after the best diet that would free me. Crying out to God to help me keep the rules, help me have self-control, help me lose once for all.

    I had it all wrong.

    In Zechariah 4:6-7, God says this:

    “Not by might, not by power, but by My Spirit,” says the Lord of Hosts. “What are you, O great mountain? Before Zerubbabel, you will become a plain, and he will bring forth the top stone with shouts of ‘grace, grace to it.’ ”

    I love this! It’s only by God’s Spirit that I will overcome my mountain. Not by trying harder or by my sheer will. True victory will be spiritual. And God will get all the credit and glory!

    When the people speak “grace, grace to it,” it’s actually them crying out to God to pour out His grace on it and bless it. This continues to show dependence even after victory.

    The NIV Study Bible says the mountain probably included their “willingness to persevere.” That intrigues me. I get tired of trying. I lose focus. And the cycle continues.

    I’m learning to stop trying in my own strength and to instead lean into God’s Spirit. When I do this, the freedom I find is the only freedom that will last. Amen to that!

  • He Only Delivers

    He Only Delivers

    Whatever you’re facing today, this week, this year…crying out to God is the only way to deliverance.

    Psalm 107:6 says “Then they cried out to the Lord in trouble; HE delivered them out of their distress.”

    Breaking down this psalm, it’s clear what I do–and what HE does. I want what HE does!

    I give thanks to God and praise Him,

    I wonder and can’t find my way.

    I hunger and thirst.

    HE redeems me from the hand of the adversary.

    I cry out to the Lord.

    HE delivers me out of my distresses.

    I give thanks.

    HE satisfies me with what is good.

    I dwelt in darkness–a prisoner to misery and chains.

    I rebelled against God’s Word and spurned His counsel.

    HE humbles my heart with hard times (I cannot do it without Him).

    I stumble around trying to find answers and no one can help me.

    I cry out to the Lord in my trouble.

    HE saves me out of my distresses.

    HE brings me out of my darkness.

    HE breaks my bonds apart.

    I give thanks for His lovingkindness and His wonders to me.

    HE shatters the prison I’ve been in.

    Amen! and Amen!

    Let it be, God!

  • Stop Bowing Down to the Scale

    Stop Bowing Down to the Scale

    When it comes to the scale, I am like the Israelites who wandered for 40 years as they waited to go into the Promised Land. For 40 years, I had a tortured relationship with the scale and my weight. I longed to go into the Promised Land of Freedom!

    One time at Weight Watchers, the leader asked us what we wanted. I raised my hand and said I wanted to be free. She didn’t know how to respond to that. I longed for freedom!

    There was never a time that I couldn’t tell to the tenth degree what I weighed. That number weighed on my mind constantly. I was in bondage. And the enemy used my weight to beat me down and make me feel worthless.

    Without realizing it, the scale was my idol. There were days that I bowed down to the scale at least three times a day. Stripped and aching, I would look to it to make me feel better.

    And the joy of the scale was my strength–not the joy of the Lord. My sense of self-worth rode the roller coaster of what the scale told me.

    Until three years ago.

    God led me to put away my bathroom scale for an entire year. An entire year!

    Not weighing every day brought me into a place of freedom and peace. It was life to me!

    “For the mind set on the flesh [the scale] is death, but the mind set on the Spirit is life and peace.” Romans 8:6

    God led me to be accountable to Him–not the scale.

    “So that every mouth may be closed and all the world may become accountable to God.” Romans 3:19

    This was a huge victory for me. For an entire year, I put away the scale and walked in freedom from its hold over me.

    I dreaded the end of the year when I would step onto the scale again. Would I lose? Would I gain? What would happen if I gained? Would I go back to my idols of the scale and diets?

    I’m not going to tell what happened. Because that wasn’t the point. The point was the idol God was calling me to put away.

    The point was to stop bowing down to the god of the bathroom scale.

    The point was freedom. Sweet freedom!