Yesterday I was hungover. . .

oh so bad, hungover.

You see it all started about 5 months ago.

I was praying and asking God how in the heck do I lose the baby weight from the ywins (pronounced yah-wins).  You know twins born a year apart, ywins.  Yeah, I love my girls but they forgot to take their extra baggage when they were born so I was left with an extra 15 pounds.

So anyways, I was praying and asking God what would be the best way to lose the weight.

And yeah, if you aren’t praying about this kind of stuff, you should.

God is a pretty smart guy and he cares –  because it matters to us and we matter to him.

So, I was praying and asking.  And the cover of a book that I had seen at a store kept coming to mind.  This book was all about cutting wheat out of a person’s diet and the reasons why.  It should be said, that up until then I had never read the book.

So I read the book and found it incredibly easy to cut out wheat.

Like crazy easy.

Like God-was-totally-involved-in-this-because-I-really-love-Panera easy.

And so that was last Fall and since then I’ve dropped those 15 pounds.

Which was awesome and did I mention – easy.

But here’s where I got into trouble.

These days, I live on veggies, fruit, meat, & Nutella.  But my major staples of diet are eggs, these awesome crackers made from almonds, and cheese.

So Tuesday, I was busy running errands and forgot about eating dinner.  Except on the way home my stomach reminded me and all I could think of was I really want to eat some cheese.

It should be noted that I am not one of THOSE asians.

I can handle my cheese.

So I stopped at the store and picked up some smoked Gouda and some Brie and some aged cheddar and some Welsh cheddar all to the tune of $20.

I know, I know.

So then, I run home and the hubby runs off to church for Men’s Group and I’m left with 3 wide eyed kids asking for goldfish crackers for their snack before bed.  So I’m busy feeding the kiddos snacks while trying to eat my cheese and crackers (dinner).  I think I ate like a pound of cheese. And after tucking everyone in for the night, I went to bed happier than a mouse in a cheese factory.

But then Wednesday morning came.

And ohhhh, did Wednesday morning come.

I sloshed out of bed.

My organs hurt.

I think my vision might have been blurred but that might have been from sleeping in my contacts.

I just wanted sunglasses and a laxative or 3.

I had no idea that it was possible to have a cheese hangover.

Lemme tell you. . .it’s like reliving those bad memories from college and having a baby – at the same time.

And I know you’re all wondering how I’m gonna tie a cheese hangover into something encouraging, you know something that points you to Jesus.

If you’ve ever had a cheese hangover that’s all the pointing you need.

I promise you, you’ll find him.

But, I realized somewhere in my cheesy haze that I had the faith to lose those 15 pounds.  I trusted that God was speaking, I trusted that I heard him, and I acted.  That’s faith.

What I was lacking, was wisdom.

Here’s where I find I trip myself up sometimes.

I am a smart girl.

No really.

I was a straight A student, in gifted classes, took Physics, Chem, Biology, Calculus  – you know those classes.  Plus, I wear glasses.

But sometimes I get so caught up by having faith and living by faith that I forget about wisdom.

And I think that in the church, I’ve seen people line up on one side of the fence on the debate of Faith vs. Wisdom.  It’s like a cage match and everyone is taking sides to see which wins.  But the truth is, Wisdom and Faith – they were meant to be friends.

These are the wise sayings of Solomon,
    David’s son, Israel’s king—
Written down so we’ll know how to live well and right,
    to understand what life means and where it’s going;
A manual for living,
    for learning what’s right and just and fair;
To teach the inexperienced the ropes
    and give our young people a grasp on reality.
There’s something here also for seasoned men and women,
    still a thing or two for the experienced to learn—
Fresh wisdom to probe and penetrate,
    the rhymes and reasons of wise men and women

So in cheese hangover terms, faith was how I lost 15 pounds.  But wisdom is how I’ll keep it off, you know by planning my meals ahead of time, taking care of myself, and provided I use some wisdom to stay clear of the cheese cooler at the grocery store I’ll stay cheese-sober for awhile too.

Maybe.

I mean, sometimes a girl just wants some cheese.