Forging Paths Of Deliverance - Breaking Food Addiction

I recall getting lost as a boy in the woods behind my house. My brother, the neighborhood boys, and I had made many trails in those woods but I experienced an unexpected encounter that resulted in me getting lost. In this short story, I talk about the importance of forging paths of deliverance.

It was growing dark, and the light was losing its ability to penetrate the thick canopy of the trees in the forest that I was lost in. There was a power that was awaking in these shaded eerie woods, and that frightening light-sucking force was causing my anxiety levels to skyrocket. I could feel it, it would not be long at all before I was in a full-blown state of panic. I was trying to calm myself, but it was a losing battle.

I did not intend on losing my bearings and worse than that, I was not prepared to be lost in the woods at night.

I had no phone, no flashlight, no source of fire, and I was not dressed for the frigid air that was already relentlessly clawing away at my body.

I found myself in this situation because of a stupid snake. I was just walking along on a path that I have taken many times before with no issues. But on this day, I would encounter an unexpected, uninvited, slithering snake.

Have you ever taken a path in your life so many times that it caused you to grow so comfortable with it that you stopped watching your step? That is exactly what happened to me. I was walking down this path in the woods, one that my feet had given me safe passage on a thousand times before. I was no longer concerned with where my feet navigated because they had a memory of this passageway.

What they had no memory of or point of reference for was the coil snake that decided to not just cross my path but stop on it as if it were staking its claim on my trail.

There I was minding my own business, mindlessly walking on my trail, when some unnerving impulse pleaded with me to look down. Giving into the unwavering urge, I looked down just to see a coil snake underneath my right foot.

At first, I froze, not knowing what to do. Then I quickly discovered that it was curving its head back toward my foot struggling to get enough of its body free from the grip of my sneaker so it could defend itself and take it rage out upon my foot or leg.

At that point instinct kicked in and I knew I had to rapidly remove myself from this disastrous situation before the snake was able to enact revenge upon me.
So, I did what any scared person would do, I took off running. The thing about instinct is, it has no thought for what is to come, its sole purpose it to get you out of harm’s way.

Unconsciously, I gave into primal nature and my healthy fear of snakes, and I took off running as fast as I could with the intent of putting as much space between me and that coil snake.

I honestly, don’t know how long I ran for, but I do know this I was furth back in the woods behind my house than I had ever been. My brother and I and our friends had formed many trails in those woods, but now there were no trails in sight.

I was lost and I knew it.

Have you ever been lost, with no point of reference? Well, that day I was good and lost. Fear had caused me to run so frantically that I had not recollection of the path my feet had taken. Heck when I finally stopped, I could not even remember which direction I ran from.

I needed to find one of the many paths that the neighborhood boys and I had made so I could find my way out.

Why did I tell you this story? I wanted you to understand the importance of having a way of escape and established path of deliverance.

If you were anything like I was in my life, before you found the truths that I teach concerning food addiction, idol worship, and the power of intimacy with God, you were lost just hoping to find a way out.

Divinely God brought us together. Now I am asking for your help. Will you partner with me so that together we can help as many people as possible to find a way out of their despair, their hopelessness, and addiction?

The dark night I was lucky enough to eventually stumble upon one of the trails I was familiar with so that I could find my way out.

Most people will not be this fortunate. But together we can help them find the way, the truth, and the life.

I want to ask you to do 5 things today.

1. Will you pray for me and for The Secrets of the 420 Pound Christian ministry?
2. Will you spread the word of what we are doing by personally talking to your friends and family members who need help with food addiction, and by sharing our posts, videos, and podcast on your social media sites?
3. Will you spread the word about our FREE APP so we can connect with as many people as possible?
4. Will you Rate Our Show on our website and put reviews on Apple Podcasts & Spotify?
5. Will you donate and financially support our efforts to reach more Christians who are struggling with Food Addiction?

In doing these 5 things you will be forming trails like me, and my neighborhood friends did in the woods behind my house when I was a boy. You never know who will stumble upon one of those trails and find a lifestyle of deliverance and freedom from food addiction.

Thank You & God Bless