I could not believe it. I had expected a certain number and it wasn’t there. The three digital numbers on the scale represented months of healthier choices, hours of cooking planned meals for myself and my family and hundreds of sweaty minutes of cardio workouts and weight lifting. I was overcome with complete disappointment, the direction I had been hearing for awhile interrupted my swirling thoughts and I knew what I had to do.
I showered and got dressed. The blow dryer muffled the sobs as I recognized I was in chains to this scale. I reasoned with myself, “Just put it back up on the garage shelf, out of the house and away from your bathroom. It will be fine to keep weighing in just once a month. ” I told myself a firm no, agreeing with the Spirit as he nudged me on to do what he asked of me months ago.
I placed the white scale on the concrete floor of my husband’s garage. I worked my way eyeing his tool shelves, looking for just the right one. I found a large red tool, it was so heavy duty weighing around 10 pounds. I stood over the scale one last time and spoke loudly as the Spirit’s energy inside began to stir. “Good Riddance” and I swung once. A few swings later and I had destroyed that health-o-meter scale. When it was over, I felt the Lords peace flood my soul as I swept up the black and white pieces from the floor.
Nobody was witness to my act of obedience except the Lord. He knew the scale had become my idol a long time ago. When my life seemed out of control, I had looked for something to control. And I found a subject worth dictating into submission: My weight. The number it read to me day after day, would make me very happy or very sad. The lifeless white plastic gadget with flashing numbers operated by batteries had become a stumbling block for my own mind and soul. The Spirit had told me to get rid of it, to break it to pieces like some of the Kings in the Old Testament had broken down Asherah Poles and smashed down the alters to Baal. Yet I ignored that still small voice for a long time.
Don’t get me wrong, I am not talking down to those who are watching their weight for health consciousness or need to lose weight for medical reasons. Yet I am not on Doctors orders to lose weight, I took that position up myself. I let the scale and the number on it become an idol ever so slowly. I definitely believe in eating healthy and working out these amazing temples we call our bodies. Yet a certain diet, the number on the scale even the gym workouts can become an idol if our hearts allow it to be.Our God takes Idol worship seriously because it is so dangerous to our souls. God himself is to be our number one. If we put any person, possession, activity, hobby or self image whether good or bad, in front of him- then we are worshiping idols.
“Though the Lord gave you adversity for food and suffering for drink, he will be with you to teach you. You will see your teacher with your own eyes. Your own ears will hear him. Right behind you a voice will say, “This is the way you should go,” whether to the right or to the left. Then you will destroy all your silver idols and your precious gold images. You will throw them out like filthy rags, saying to them,” Good riddance!” Isaiah 30:22 NLT
This passage in Isaiah stood out to me because God is saying the Israelite’s would turn to him and destroy their idols, when the saw their Teacher (Jesus) with their own eyes and heard his Voice giving them direction (Holy Spirit). Friends, yesterday I broke my scale. I shattered it to pieces because I knew as long as the “idol of self image and weight measurement” was on the throne, it would block Jesus from being in his rightful place as the King in my heart. I heard him tell me to destroy it numerous times and I finally obeyed. Today my heart cries out in freedom: I will not settle for an idol of self image, an idol of a scale number defining my worth or a jean size saying I am a victor or a failure.
Friends, today I pray that you too will see Jesus your Teacher with new eyes, be refreshed when your hear his voice through the Holy Spirit and you will break down whatever idol is keeping you from living your life in freedom. The Creator of the Universe, The Teacher of the Way, the Savior of the World calls you and me beautiful, perfect, loved, forgiven, redeemed, created in His image. The number on the scale, no matter how low it goes, will never love us like that.