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Discipline


I was having a conversation with my sister about my desire to be more disciplined with my diet. I explained to her that certain foods cause me to feel horrible and bloated. Salty chips have been a major weakness and I have felt entitled to some fried chicken or fish on occasion. I was beginning to feel foolish for consuming these items because I regretted doing so every time.
As I began to think and pray, I thought about other areas in my life that needed more discipline as well.
I asked myself, what are the things I should be doing consistently to propel me to where I want to be in life? For example, my workout routine is consistent, but I don't see the results I desire because my diet has been horrible. I've made excuses for it. Good ones! I eat decent meals, but unhealthy snacks have ruined my progress. To be honest, I was settling because I didn't want to discipline myself.
So my focus for the second half of the year is to practice discipline. This involves taking a look inwardly, evaluating myself, and pushing myself beyond mediocrity. Exercise has become a habit. Even on days, I don't want to do it, I change into my workout clothes and do it anyway. This type of discipline needs to transfer over to other areas of my life such as my diet, prayer life, stewarding my finances, and stewarding my gifts and talents(being consistent with this blog and writing).
My goal for this year was to be led by the Spirit of God. I surrendered and I believe that surrendering has led me to this moment. Everything that I need for this moment in my life is inside of me, and the result of everything I want to accomplish in life is on the other side of me being disciplined. 

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