Playing Jr. Psychologist on myself

Have you ever seen The Biggest Loser? I always begin to laugh and mock when Jillian starts playing what I like to call Jr. Psychologist with her team. It seems like she makes things bigger than they need to be and every problem comes back to why people eat the way they do. What a joke!

Or is it?

Today was a crazy day. I was running around helping Amber get ready for MOPS, fixing the internet at church (or helping those who DID fix it), taking medicine to one child in her school, taking the other child to school...and all that before 11:45.

After I got back from lunch and was only at my desk for a few minutes, I started looking at the to-do list on my desk, thinking that I'm already a day short due to Labor Day and now half the day shot do to "other stuff." That is when I knew what would help me. A Coke and candy. I scraped together a dollar going through my desk, car, pockets, looking around on the floor. I would have gotten candy if I had the money...no DOUBT I would have, I just didn't have any to spend. I went and got my Coke (regular by the way, not diet. Why? Because after the day I have had, I deserve it.) Running to the Coke machine like a drug addict to his dealer for his next fix, the machine couldn't dispense fast enough. AH!! COKE! Somehow, God was able to let me see how ridiculous this whole scenario really looked. I was drinking sugar/caffeine and again WOULD HAVE eaten candy should it have been there because I was stressed. I needed comfort. Sugar would supply it. Coke would be my "dark master" (kudos if you caught the Seinfeld reference).

So not to push my problems off to stress of the job or something other than myself but maybe I was catching a glimpse of a weakness I have in making right choices. Food, no matter your situation, in shape or morbidly obese, shouldn't be where we look for comfort, peace, or help. I joked earlier about acting like a drug addict but isn't it the same in principle? I have placed my peace, comfort, and help in something other than Jesus. I need to be able to recognize that. I need to have a plan, a course of action for when the stress or disruptions happen. I need to be preventative instead of reactionary. Now I know.

And as a popular cartoon from my childhood would say, "And knowing is half the battle."