Get This Girl A Cookie

So this is the first of the devotionals for the summer, and I've been nervous about starting the devotional, because I wanted to make the first post really, really, awesome. Cause I'm awesome. And so, I've been praying about what God wanted me to write and share with you about, and I got His answer a couple days ago.
Friday was my one sleep-in day last week, which was wonderful, since I decided to go see the new Pirates midnight premiere, and subsequently didn't get to sleep until about 3. My Friday consisted of thus:
Wake up at 12, make coffee, lay on couch and read for a bit.
At 1:45, realize I haven't vacuumed yet for Mama before she gets home from work at 2:15; get to steppin' on the vacuuming.
2:10 Finish vacuuming, go back to couch and watch How I Met Your Mother.
6:00 Go out to eat with Mom and Dad. Get barbeque plate at Johnny's, which includes 2 sides and a Mount Carmel representation through BBQ.
7:00 Return home, lay on bed and watch movie until sleep time.
10:30 Get on Facebook, lose track of sleep time until it's past the sleep-time-that-I-wanted-to-be-asleep-at sleep time.
12:00 Sleep Time.

Point of Friday: Besides the 25 mins of vacuuming, I DID ABSOLUTELY NOTHING except lay around and eat. Because all those times I was reading, watching t.v shows, and watching a movie, I totally was snacking. I don't know what happened since I left college for the summer, but I've discovered that I could eat more than Jeff Pate at our BBQ fundraiser after he's fasted, but on a daily basis. Which is pretty much not healthy, especially since I like my figure as-is.
But as I was griping to God in my head, complaining that I was becoming a fat cow of a 20-yr-old, and would soon join the U.S. obesity statistics, He of course made me speechless. Which was probably a good thing, because I get tired of people complaining as soon as I hear that inflection of tone in their voice that signifies they're about to complain, so I can't imagine what God has to hear from all of the complaining we do in our heads on a daily basis.
I was reading in John Ch 4, about the Samaritan woman at the well, and I came to vs. 31-34. The verses read as such (in KJV) - "In the meanwhile his disciples prayed him, saying, Master, eat. But he said unto them, I have meat to eat that ye know not of. Therefore said the disciples one to another, Hath any man brought him ought to eat? Jesus saith unto them, My meat is to do the will of him that sent me, and to finish his work."
Yeah, that's called God lightly tapping me on the face and going, girl, check this out. You see, He gave me this great idea about what to do instead of laying around stuffing my face all day. Whenever I get a craving to snack on something, I'm going to grab my Bible instead. Instead of laying around, I'm going to do what God wants me to do in ole' Salisbury this summer. The disciples thought that someone had brought Jesus food, but Jesus knew his food was simply this: God's Will. That needs to be our food too, for our lives, so that through God the world will be reached, and the worries that we have now can be alleviated. Mahatma Ghandi said "We are the change we wish to see in the world". And no matter where you are, there's something God wants you to do, whether it's to talk to the new people who live in your neighborhood and inviting them to come to your church, or helping out at a local ministry, or even going to another country and aiding missionaries. So when you're feeling that snacking crave, and you don't want to because it's summertime and you're wanting to keep your figure fab-looking, reach for your Bible instead. Let God fill you up, and if you're struggling to know what His Will is for you, then this extra time with your Bible may give you that answer. And you might lose a few pounds. Spending time with God and losing weight, double bonus!
Anyway, hope this helps you in the up-coming week, and I'll have another devo up next week for you to read and ponder.
-Kelsey


P.S. There was no intention of calling anyone fat in the above challenge. So no "Was that a fat joke"-ing me, got it?