Whole30, Day 2

This is what I spent my day making.

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These beauties are definitely not Whole30 approved.

But I had to bake today for an order tomorrow, so bake I did. And it was hard not to gobble these up, “taste-testing.”  Or the 3 other varieties I made. Lucky for me, I have children to be my tasters, though only 2 of the 3 like macarons. I don’t know where I went wrong with that other one…

And, yes, I did taste them too. But —and I am so proud of myself for this— I tasted it and then SPIT IT OUT!  (Lord, forgive me for wasting such deliciousness…)  That kind of self-control should get some applause, right?!?

So, yeah, it was a day full of temptation for myself. I may have caught myself more than once ready to put something into my mouth that was full of sugary goodness, and stopped in the nick of time. Ugh…this baking thing might be rough this month. But we just got back from vacation and someone (not naming names but it was DEFINITELY the husband and not me) spent more than our budget on souvenirs for the children. So baking, and hopefully making some $$, needs to happen this month. My willpower will be put to the test, however.

Other than macaron temptations, I stayed on track and ate well today. My day began with a run, so I had to put a little something in my belly before going out. I ate half of an RX bar, just to have some protein. And some coffee. Always the coffee.  I should have eaten more after my run, but by then, it was already getting close to lunchtime. Because I’m a slacker and can’t get myself out of the house early to run. (I’m working on it…but mornings…ugh….)

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Lunch was scrambled eggs with onion, green and yellow peppers, spinach and cajun seasoning. And more coffee. Because I don’t function without it.

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Supper was chicken hash. It is delish. Chicken thighs, walnuts, sweet potato, apple, red pepper flakes, and spinach. It is one of my favorite dishes, and I really need to remember to make a double batch so there is leftovers. The hubs and I eat every morsel of it. (The kids ate grilled cheese. Because why waste the good stuff when they’ll just complain about it and not eat it?)  You can find the recipe here.  Mine did not look as beautiful as the one pictured on the Whole30 site…but it still tasted dang good.

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Whoo…day 2, done.

 

 

Whole 30 and whole crazy

So friends….it has been a while since I’ve blogged.

A long while.

Over a year in fact.

Far too long.

And I could give you a million excuses…because I have them…but suffice it to say, I’ve been busy. I’m in a new stage of life, partnering with my husband in ministry, trying to learn and grow and develop in new ways in that, managing (barely) to hold it all together as mom, wife, minister, baker (another new side biz) and student.

But blogging has been on my mind for several months now. I’ve missed it. I’ve missed you. So I’ve decided to start up again, but this month will look a bit different.

You see, I’m starting a Whole30 today.  If you don’t know what a Whole30 is, it is a month long elimination diet to help reset your body.  You eliminate sugar, dairy, grains, alcohol, beans, soy, additives and preservatives, along with many other things. Pretty much all the good, tasty, delicious, bad-for-you-but-taste-incredible things that are fun to eat you can no longer eat.

It sounds miserable, doesn’t it?

But it’s not.

I’ve managed to muscle through a several rounds of it before, beginning many times, but often only making it to week 3. I have completed 2 rounds, and let me tell you, it is so worth it. By the end of the round, I felt great. My body felt healthier. My headaches were less. My joints didn’t ache as much. I lost a few pounds. My clothes fit better.

So once again, I’m starting a new round of Whole30 in the month of August, and this time, I’ve decided to blog about it. To share my joy, my pain, my ups and downs. I’m hoping that doing this added exercise will also help keep me more accountable. There may be days that I only write a few lines, and there may be days like this one where I ramble on forever.

But you’ve missed me and my ramblings, right?

And yes, I will probably weave some faith in these posts too. Because I have done this before, I do know that I rely on my faith to get through some of those rough, want-to-eat-everything-or-kill-everybody days.  So, yeah, you can expect some of that in these posts too. And the hubs is doing this with me, so that should add to the humor…or the pain. Either way….

If you want more info on Whole30, your best bet is to go directly to their website. If you are crazy enough to want to try to do this too, there are tons of ideas on Pinterest for recipes, hints, and tools to make this successful. My best advice is to plan well before beginning. Read about it as much as you can. Gather a bunch of different recipes (because you will get sick of eating eggs every. dang. day.)  Meal prep on lighter days, so you are prepared on those crazy days.

I’ll leave you today with the images of my breakfast and dinner. Lunch was a banana, so that was…meh.  (Dentist appointment killed my mouth for several hours, so eating wasn’t an option.)

Breakfast: Frittata with prosciutto and spinach

Lunch: banana

Dinner: Buffalo chicken over sweet potatoes. Salad with cucumbers and lemon vinaigrette dressing. And a couple of garlic stuffed olives. So much yum….

 

A Lukewarm Life

We got a new coffee pot the other day. Our old one took over 45 minutes to brew a pot, moaning and groaning as it gave its last hurrah percolating that final, awful, 2/3 full pot of brown water. We knew it was time to part with the old, and embrace the new.

And what a revelation the new one is!

With our old coffee maker, we became used to coffee that was warm-ish. In fact, I would usually have to pour myself a cup, and then throw it in the microwave for 30 seconds just so it would remain warm long enough for me to drink. Now, with the new machine, the first sips of deliciousness nearly sear our lips because it is so hot! (This is a feature I love, whereas the dear husband needs to add an ice cube or two before he partakes of the dark goodness.) The new pot holds heat from the first cup to the last dregs, both equally warm. We had become so used to the old that we acclimated to it, knowing that it wasn’t exactly what it should be, but in our apathy, we accepted it anyway, unwilling to change until the machine took its final, seizing breath.

We live, we work, in a culture that hates change, that chooses comfort over all else. We have acclimated to the world around us, and, no matter how much we complain or despise it, we do nothing to change it. Because, well, change is hard. It takes work. It takes a deep conviction, and few of us have strong convictions about much of anything anymore.

With every passing day, I am realizing the apathy the North American church has acclimated to. We are no longer hot, burning with the fire of the Holy Spirit deep in our bones, passionate about spreading the Gospel message of salvation, mercy and love. No, we are lukewarm, claiming Christ, but not living in Christ. Speaking with our mouths, while our hearts grow cold, and our hands idle from refusing to minister to others.  We cast judgement upon others, while never judging ourselves for our own hypocrisy. We choose fear over faith, comfort over compassion, Facebook newsfeeds instead of the Good News of Christ. We have forgotten that we are part of the upside-down kingdom of Christ…where the least are the loved, the broken are restored, and the sacrificial Lamb is the King.

Revelations 3:15-16

15 I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other! 16 So, because you are lukewarm—neither hot nor cold—I am about to spit you out of my mouth.

It seems even more prudent now, in this day and age, that we live out our lives with conviction and passion and Christ-centered, holy love. Now is the time to throw out the lukewarm of our lives and be consumed by the fire of the Holy Spirit. Now is the time to engage with the culture around us….not to combat culture, but to open up our arms of compassion and exemplify the mighty power of Christ as we lift up the brokenhearted, bind the wounded, care for the widow and orphan, doing the things Christ himself taught us to do.  I believe the only way…THE ONLY WAY…the world around us will see Jesus is if we really begin to be the hands and feet of Jesus, where our words and our actions are in accord. We can’t speak about loving our neighbor while we leave them outside in the cold, hungry and hurting. We can’t speak about being Christ-followers when we follow the world. The culture around us knows Christians…but they don’t know Christ, because they can’t see Him in us.

Church, let us no longer be lukewarm, but let us burn bright, on fire for the Lord.

Let us begin to live our lives as we were created to do…in worship to the Creator, honoring Him with EVERYTHING that we are, everything that we do, and let it be every day, every hour, every minute and not just one hour set apart on Sundays. Let our Saturday nights be as holy as our Sunday mornings.

Let the world around us see Christ in us, let them know we are truly a new creation (2 Corinthians 5:17), transformed by His love and grace and mercy.

Let us be a body of believers who live to serve, not to be served. Let us reach the world, not from a place of superiority, but servanthood.

Let us embrace forgiveness, let us know love as a verb, let our hearts be broken for what it is that breaks the heart of God and let it stir us to action.

Let us be careful with our words, using them to lift up another, and let our tongues be silenced when we seek to wound another. Let us speak in truth AND love, not just one or the other.

Let us love our enemy, let us know our neighbor.

Let us no longer be acclimated to the comfortable and constant, satisfying our selfish desires, but instead let us embrace change and transformation.

Let us spit out the lukewarm.

Church, it is time we rise up. Rise up and shed the coat of apathy that is weighing us down. It is time to rise up, to plant our feet firmly on the solid rock of Christ and to be bold and courageous. It is time to rise up, set down our cups of coffee and lift up our hearts to the Lord.

It is time.