By
Melissa Haas
Do not let kindness and truth
leave you; Bind them around your neck; write them on the tablet of your heart. Proverbs 3:3
I often joke that brownies are my love language. When I was a kid, my mom would always have something hot from the oven waiting for us when we got home from school. To this day, the smell of brownies baking takes my heart back home, reminding me of safety and rest, comfort and love.
Growing up in south
Louisiana in a predominately Catholic culture, I found myself increasingly
isolated from my peers. We were
evangelical Protestants, and my beliefs set me apart from those around me. School was challenging. I did not fit in, so coming home was a
welcome relief. And somehow, along the
way, my need for nurture and acceptance and comfort got connected with the food
that was waiting for me when I got off the bus.
Not surprisingly, one of my biggest adolescent struggles was being
overweight.
Time went on. I got married, became a missionary, and had
children. Whenever life got stressful or
painful—anytime I felt sad, lonely, or rejected—I baked. Then,
when our missionary career ended prematurely and all of my dreams were
shattered, I found myself in a counselor’s office trying to sift and sort
through my pain. She became my Nathan,
pointing out the shame I was carrying about my weight and the self-sabotaging behavior
of emotional eating that I felt powerless to overcome.
The truth was that I
had been involved in an idolatrous relationship with food—in particular, sweet
foods like brownies. When I needed
comfort, I nurtured myself instead of seeking that comfort from God and others
within the Body of Christ. I was
isolated, self-reliant, and stuck. For
the first time, I was able to acknowledge the truth of my sin, but that created
another problem.
How did I accept the
truth of this sin without condemning myself?
I knew from experience that self-condemnation would only trigger a
self-defeating cycle of eating for comfort only to feel more shame. On the other hand, how did I give myself
grace without minimizing or justifying my sinful choices, enabling them to
continue? How did I love myself but
hate my sin?
One of my counselor’s
favorite verses was Proverbs 3:3. She
pointed out that when Father confronts our sin, Grace and Truth always make the visit together. While Truth is unyielding in His
truthfulness, Love empties Himself, pouring out streams of grace filled with mercy
and forgiveness. Together Grace and Truth create a safe
environment for my soul to acknowledge the truth about my failures while
continuing to feel loved and accepted in spite of them. Now that I am no longer fearful of losing
love, I can focus my attention on growth and change.
Over the years Grace
and Truth have been good friends, and the longer I have lived with them, the
easier it has become to accept my humanity as a gift that keeps me connected to
the One I was created for, the One who calls me daughter and friend. We all occasionally eat brownies together
because God likes chocolate too. More
importantly, though, we enjoy our relationship.
The comfort and acceptance I need are bountifully supplied through my
relationship with Him and His people, satisfying my deepest longings. (And the icing on the cake is that this
satisfaction is calorie-free. Smile.)
How
about you? How are you relating to
yourself and to God when you sin? Make a
commitment to develop your friendship with Grace and Truth. Find what you need in Him.
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