“You can't eat anything white.” My Chiropractor explained my options. “ You need to carry this list of white stuff with you and don't eat anything on it.”
“But Doc, this says 'taters and beans, even pinto beans are forbidden. That is three-quarters of my diet. I've eaten them all my life. How do I live without them?” I could feel the blood draining out of my face, my limbs began to shake. No more 'taters and beans.
I began to look further on the list. I don't see eggs on here. Eggs are white. “Doc, why aren't eggs on this list? They're white.”
“They are made up of different things, no wheat, gluten, or carbohydrates. You see, with your condition, fibromyalgia, these are the triggers for the pain. When you don't eat them, the pain is less. That's as plain as I can make it in layman's terms.” Dr. Lay gave me a hug and handed me the number. “I'll be available for anything you don't understand, just call this number.” He gave me a thumbs up.
My heart pounded to fast as I left. He told me how to make my life pain-free. Can I do it? Can I change the habits of a lifetime, my entire way of cooking? I'm tired of being in pain, not sleeping well, tired all the time.
“Body, you and I are going to change some things.” I realized I spoken out
loud when a passerby responded.
“More power to you!” She said raising her hand for a high-five.
I raised my hand to meet hers, my heart feeling lighter now. My mind though, was still trying to wrap itself around a complete diet change.
As soon as I got home, I started packing up all the white stuff. Wait! You have a family to cook for. I sank to my knees.
“God, you have to help me do this. How can I cook for the family but make myself a separate meal? Father God, it will take every bit of willpower you can send me. I need your constant strength. Thank You.”
I'd suffered from pain, swelling, weakness, and lethargy since age eleven. My folks had taken me to several doctors, trying to get some relief for me. No one had the answer. I was soon branded a hypochondriac. In 1980, my family doctor remembered reading a paper on my symptoms and sent me to another office. The doctor there, after asking me some questions, poked and prodded my joints sending waves of pain down my limbs. The more he poked, the louder I cried.
Finally, he said “I have good news and bad. The good news is, I know what you have, fibromyalgia, the bad news, there's not a thing we can do about it.” I cried for weeks. What good did it do me to know what had bothered me all these years, if there was nothing to make it better?
Years passed in pain before I found Dr. Lay and his daunting list.
Now I knew what would help. I put the white stuff back in the cupboard, and made a list of all the non-white stuff I had, then made a list of what I needed to buy.
Potatoes are my weakness. There is no substitute for them. I ate celery for a toast substitute, black-eyed and purple-hull peas instead of beans. Water, not milk. Greens of all kinds. Imagine, horrible pain gone with just a change of diet. So, for two years I was virtually pain free. The difference amazed me. I had energy to make it through the day!
I started adding one helping of potatoes or pasta per day. Gradually, I could eat more “white stuff”.
As my walk with God improved, I took hold of my healing. Now, fibromyalgia, diabetes, and multiple sclerosis gone. I can eat all things in moderation. I believe that if we all lived by this recipe the world would change for the better.
More of God in your life everyday.
Read the Word of God each day,
Love your neighbor always,
Toss until well blended,
Add common sense about what you eat. Take every day. Then put a smile on your face and share the word of God with all you meet. You will find that God is a good provider. Our Jehovah-Jirha will see to it.
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