Sunday Reflections Forty Eight

By Taylor Kiser

Hey Sunday peeps!

We are finally settled here in Missouri…and things have been CRAZY BUSY.

Honestly, a ton of not-so-great stuff has happened to us, and we’re both kinda like “WAS MOVING THE RIGHT CHOICE?!”

But, God’s got it. We know that.

HOWEVER, these past 2 weeks have also been a huge win for me.

MANY Sunday reflections back (I don’t even remember which one it was) I was SUPER honest with you guys about how my own recipes actually freak me out. Aaaand, I usually just taste a few bites, to make sure it’s YUM, then pawn it off on Mr. FFF or – gasp – just THROW IT AWAY, because I can’t figure out exactly how many calories are in it and, therefore, I can’t eat it.

And then Mr. FFF and I eat different meals, so I can just eat some easy-to-measure-food and live in my happy little food-obsession land.

In that same reflection, it was my goal to start eating ALL of my own food, and eat the SAME thing with Mr. FFF at least once a week.

TO be honest, that did NOT happen when we were in WA.

But, when we moved, I decided God was giving me a fresh start – time to truly change my ways and really rely on him. To live LOVED and accepted even if I gained a few pounds. He does NOT care about my body fat percentage.

So, when we moved 3 weeks ago, I decided EVERY. SINGLE. RECIPE that I made would be FULLY eaten. No throwing away, no tasting one bite. EVERY. SINGLE. NIGHT we would sit down at 6:00 an eat dinner (the same dinner) together.

And, if I didn’t have a real meal to test (I mean, I can’t serve brownies for dinner…or can I?) then I would make something we loved in the past, OR try someone else’s recipe FOR FUN. Really, I just wanted to eat dinner together every night like a normal couple.

You guys. I HAVE STUCK TO IT for 3 WEEKS. We have had dinner together more in the past 3 weeks than in all 4 years of our marriage.

This sounds silly but, at first, it was REALLY scary. I had been eating the SAME dinner for 4 years (no lie) so branching out was AHHHHHH.

But, it’s gotten so much easier as I’ve seen

1. How Mr. FFF loves it.
2. How much I enjoy sitting down to a meal together
3. How much I actually REALLY love my own recipes.

I hope that doesn’t sound conceited. But, I do only share food with you that I LOVE, and always just getting a few tastes of the yumminess always made me sad. But, I just was scared to do more.

Side note: after the first reflections when I wrote about how I never ate ALL of my own food, I got some pretty negative response about how I am a food blogger who doesn’t eat her food. So, I want to make sure you know that I have ALWAYS tasted it each time I work on the recipe.

But, NOW, I am 100% truly, really eating what I share with you.

Anyway, I know this isn’t super “religious and Sunday like.”

However, I wanted to update you on the status of my issues because I am a real person who goes through stuff every day.

I’m slowly learning to try to see myself as God sees me: fearfully and wonderfully made.

He doesn’t care about the number on the scale or my body fat percentage.

Happy Sunday!