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| Dawn |
| Member: (GodsDelight) | Posted: 05/15/08 19:09:28 | Tag: Poem |
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In that darkest hour toward dawn, the bark of a distant dog echoes through the dewy air. It pauses. There is stillness as it waits. It calls out again; the very moisture acts as messenger to the silence as it hastens the call to its destination. I listen. The haunting melody of a mourning dove croons, yearning for the approach of the morn as the sky turns indigo, to azure, to pale pearly blue. It is rewarded as the world stirs. |
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| Escape From Addiction |
| Member: (GodsDelight) | Posted: 05/13/08 18:43:18 | Tag: addiction, christianity,discovery,teens, |
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2002 had been an extremely traumatic year for me. My mother had been seriously ill for a number of years and my sister and I spent what seemed endless days and nights nursing her back to health. She would be up for a while then down again all too soon. I was also experiencing problems of my own at the time. I didn't have much of a social life because I had so many obligations, adn there was no one I could really depend on to do important things for me. I always worlked very hard and had a lot of responsibility. Whenever I was under severe pressure I sought comfort by eating foods high in sugar. My sugar intake always brought instant gratification. My body would relax as the 'placebo' took effect. Before dinner, I would 'snack' on cookies and cake, after dinner, it was nothing for me to eat half a packe of cookes, two bowls of cereal, a bowl of ice cream, a slice of cake and two slices of pie. The more sugar I ate, the more I wanted to eat. MIraculously, I never became over weight. Very soon it got to the point where a sickening odor filled my mouth every time I exhaled. There were times when I made myself ill because of the amount of sugar I consumed. Diabetes ran inmy family, so instinctively, I knew I was headed for trouble. I would fly into a panic adn read as many pamphlets adn articles about diabetes as possible, trying to mentally barricade myself for the worst. I never sought a doctor's opinion, fearing wha tthe result might be. A few weeks would run successfully with out my eating too many sweets, but sooner or later soem stressful situation would come up and I would plunge back into the same unhealthy routine. I prayed and asked God for strength and began a campaign of one-sweet-a-day, which was what god allowed me, never dreaming how dependent I was on sweets until I actually had to cut down. Those three months were a nightmare! My mother and sister had gone away to the U.S. for my mother's surgery, so their hands were full; it was God and I against the sugar demon. I was irritable and touchy, and could barely concentrate on anything without there being a major strain in the back of my mind. On the job, I worked feverishly to keep my mind off the attackes that hit at inconvenient moments, counting out the hours until my 'relief' sweet for the day. My appetite was insatiable! I ate ravenouslly, trying to satisfy the cravings. There were times when I would break down and cry uncontrollably asking god why this was happening to me, and what I had done to deserve it. Oddly enough, when the attacks got too bad, the only things that satisfied my cravings were beef, or french-fries, but unfortunately they were not always available. In February of 2003, God won the battle. I had passed the critical point and was able to eat sweet foods like everyone else after gaining control of the sugar issue. I reiterate that I never went for an official check up, but according to my feelings and appearance, I knew my body had arrived to some pointof equilibrium and I was stable enough to continue my life normally without constantly thinking about the next sugar break. Those months were a learning process for me. Looking in perspective, I will admit that the experience was not with out its pros. My ordeal brought to mind the scripture, "Thou shalt have no other Gods before Me." I was extremely prolific and reflected deeply on life's meaning adn values. I recorded my range of emotions in stages and placed them in the form of poems and prose. My tolerance for the shortcomings of my fellow man was immeasurable. Understanding how easy it was to slip into life threatening situations with out being cognizant of their full danger gaveme new insight on other facets of life. These days, I try to plan around stressful situations as best as I can. Whenever I am taken off guard by a trying situation, I formulate in my mind some interesting plan, or fun activity to partake in besides eating, and if I do eat something sweet, I opt for dried fruit, or fresh fruit, or simply make my own desserts with blond sugar. It was by the strength of God that I made up my mind I would not be a slave to any emotion, or desire that would bring me down. Now I am forward looking and eager for spiritual challenges and with the guidance of God, I know I can do it. http://happy4life.wordpress.com/2008/03/25/reading-these-books-could-save-your-life/ |
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