Showing posts with label #Divine Dining. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #Divine Dining. Show all posts

Saturday, October 29, 2016


Here is a book that was a beginning to those needing Overeaters Anonymous that ministers to man. This Courage of Change helps us all and can be purchased through Hazelden Publishing. Here's a couple quotes that I must use to help me cope overeating through God's direction.

This book helps me as a food addict.


“Our part is to ask, to seek, to knock. His part is to answer, to come, to open."

“Religion today is largely the imitation of an example, when it ought to be the hearing of a Voice. And so the interior life of Christians has become a dynamo, busy with plans and philanthropies and activity, when it out to be a receive set primarily concerned with catching the messages from on high.”

        Courage to Change compiled by Bill Pittman and Dick B.



From my word, one I’ve used in my devotion book should be like a radio that picks up God’s direction for every part of our life. Our biggest job is to keep open the lines of communication to survive and follow healthy eating by God's direction.

Reading my daily devotion helps.



“Happiness consists of a solid faith, good health, and a bad memory.”

                                Clare Boothe Luce

Freedom comes through Christ

“A man is about as happy as he wants to be.”
                                Abraham Lincoln
That happiness comes from letting go and letting God. Praise His Name.


Wednesday, August 3, 2016

Clear Skies

Today, I wanted to share what I read in my own devotion book for today. I need to remember. Perhaps, the reminder will minister to you, also.

Is it all about you? Or God?

August 3

215. Clear Skies

“With long life will I satisfy him; and shew him my salvation.” Psalm 91:16

     This morning, I sat on my back patio and viewed the clearness of the sky. With the extreme drought and hot temperatures this summer, fires threaten on every side of our city. Last night, ashes floated through the air and dusted our hair and clothes. Winds calmed through the night and this morning, our sky is a crystal expanse of sapphire.

     God showed me how that was also true of my view of life. When we were younger and raising our daughters, disorder drove my deductive reasoning. I loved Jesus, but focusing on myself distorted my view of His direction for my life.

     We sing a song at church “It’s All About Him.” As a young adult, life was all about me. I was mistreated. I couldn’t stop craving sweets, but they made me fat. It wasn’t fair. My husband traveled and left me to handle everything. I tired of arguing with my girls, so I had to eat. I did more at church than Sister So-and-so, but she got the praise.

      Sound familiar?

     Every age offers good and bad. Now, I lament being so old and having a shorter time to accomplish all I want to do. But, now that God controls all of me, I liken the older ages to my clear sky this morning. I see Your hand in everything. As the psalmist said, He shows us His salvation. He never leaves us. But, sometimes our view is covered with ashes.

Prayer: Remove the ash and help me see clearly.

Here's a good quote from Kathleen Kurlin's book Diet Nuggets and Wisdom Appetizers that I read this week.

Discipline weighs ounces. Regrets weighs tons.

Allowing God to clear the ash and show you the way can bring freedom from bondage. Do you need freedom? Are you dealing with discipline or regrets?

Let me know if this helped you today.


Wednesday, June 29, 2016

Need a New Recipe?

Do you need a couple of new ideas of something good but low-fat to serve at a summer meal?
3 Ingredient Pancakes

1 serving = 3 Weight Watcher Points
1 mashed banana
1/4 c flour
1/8 c egg whites
Mix all together and cook in a hot skillet sprayed with vegetable oil spray.
Top with Smart Spread and sugar free syrup


Baked "fried" okra

2 servings = 3 WW points per serving
1 cup fresh or frozen plain okra
1/4 cup egg whites
1/2 cup corn meal
Dip okra in egg whites and then over into corn meal.
Spread across oven-safe cookie sheet.
Broil in oven until browned and crispy.
When you make them, let me know what you think?

Don't forget to journal your day. Writing helps weight loss the Divine Dining way.

Monday, June 20, 2016

Faith and Fitness Magazine Article

Check out the article, Where There's a Will, There's a Weight, in today's copy of "Faith and Fitness Magazine."

This wonderful magazine is a wealth of helps to grow spiritually, physically, and mentally. After all, God made us in His image, three separate parts similar to the trinity, God, the Father, God, the son, God, the Holy Spirit.

Let me know if you have questions. I love to help others struggling with weight.

Saturday, April 30, 2016

12 Tools for Weight Loss

1.     Pray before each meal. God has the power over our eating when we don't. 

Our back yard rose bush gives big, beautiful blooms.

2.     Drink a glass of water when you’re hungry. Dehydration often masks as hunger.

3.     Wait twenty minutes to see if the hunger or craving passes.



Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the Lord.

                                   Psalm 27:14


4.     Leave the kitchen. Do a new activity. Read a devotion from Divine Dining.

5.     Be prepared with acceptable snacks if it’s not mealtime.

6.     Be prepared for meals by keeping a grocery list and planning meals.

7.     If you’re going to a restaurant, google options and make your selection before looking at the menu.

8.     Call a friend or accountability partner when you're craving something you'd rather leave alone.

9.     Concentrate on family and friends instead of food during meals.

10.Try new recipes. Explore new vegetables and fruits.

11.Go for a walk at a new place. Try a new exercise. Ask a friend to go with you.

12.Finish something that you’ve been putting off. The lift in your attitude will diminish your hunger.

Do you have another tool?

Wednesday, April 6, 2016

Are You Too Busy?

Disease: Too busy

Rx: Peace of God

Pharmacy: Psalm 23
Possum Kingdom Lake near our home.

Oh, I know, that's just one place to fill your prescription, but I find that in the midst of crazy, it works more often than any other spot.

About this time, patients complain. That medicine does not work on this problem. If I'm tied in knots, how do I calm down enough to take my medicine? Surely, you jest.

I submit to you that I'm too busy to give up quiet time, and when my mind whirls even when I'm supposed to be sleeping, Psalm 23 works as a natural sedative. Look at the words:

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.  When the Lord guides me, I have need of nothing else.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. I don't know about you, but visualizing green pastures and still waters calms my soul.

My husband and I like to watch water; the ocean, a lake, a water fall, even a swimming pool. I'll bet God knew that water would soothe us, so when He built the world, He allowed for water.

A time-tested, psychologist-recommended relaxation technique:

1. Sit
2. Close you eyes.
3. Picture a calming scene. How about a green pasture or a still lake?
4. Begin with your feet. Tighten and relax the muscles in your feet.
5. Move on to your legs, hips, stomach, hands, etc., ending with your head.

 He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. It's quite a relief to realize we don't have to be everything to everybody. That's God's job. Put it in His hands and let Him restore sanity and take the lead.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. I wish I could tell you that quiet time with God takes care of all your problems, but you and I know that's not true. We might walk through evil times.

Sheep rely on their shepherd to watch out for them and skirt the danger ahead.

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever  Time with God is our reward as well as our solution.

In my devotion book, Divine Dining, I have three pages that cover this Psalm. If you have the book, check out the devotions on October 8, 9, 10.

Are you too busy?

Try the 23rd Psalm.

It's good medicine.

Do you have another favorite?

Saturday, January 30, 2016


To have your dreams become reality, here’s what you must do:


Dedicate your life to Christ.


Read the Bible.


Expect an adventure.


Ask God for your dreams.


Moment by moment, seek God’s guidance, peace, and joy.


This week, my thoughts continue to whirl on dreams and prayer. I wrote another devotion on this topic on a Facebook devotion writer’s site in which I participate. I encourage the Writing with God’s Hope blog viewers to check out this site for a devotion a day to help you cope with life. Find mine on "dreams and prayers" there today.



I love acrostics. For another one using the word dream, click on the page entitled “Dream on, Writers,” listed to the right of this blog, or click on the link:


P. S. I have another dream acrostic listed for December 31 in my book, Divine Dining: 365 Devotions to Guide You to Healthier Weight and Abundant Wellness.

Dreams and prayers are related. God wants good things for us. Have you talked with Him today about your dreams?

What do you think dreams and prayer have to do with each other?


Wednesday, January 20, 2016

12 Reasons We Succumb to Overeating

1. We respond compulsively to life's pressures.

2.We may subconsciously desire added pounds to protect ourselves from love and intimacy.

3. We may use food to satisfy our need for immediate gratification.

4. We may use food as a sedative.

5. We may concentrate our desire for food to avoid facing problems.

6. We may eat to punish ourselves for not being enough.

7. We may eat to relieve depression or stress.

8. We may eat to rebel against someone's perceived wrongs to us.

9. We may eat to exert control over life.

10.We may have a faulty perception of our body image.

11.We may have emotional feelings about food which were developed at our parent's dinner table.

12. We use food as a nurturer to satisfy love hunger.

Jesus wrapped God's ten commandments into two with Luke 10:27

He answered, "'Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind'; and, 'Love your neighbor as yourself.'"

Might we not roll up the 12 reasons we succumb to overeating into one?

Dear children, keep away from anything that might take God’s place in your hearts.                     1 John 5: 21

Saturday, January 2, 2016


Don't you just love new beginnings?
In His wisdom, God ordained new beginnings for us all.
From condemnation, through Jesus, comes salvation. We become new creations with a transformed view of the world, ourselves, and others.
A spring bouquet I received.
Through the cold winter with brown grass, leafless tress, and little color, I spot a green sprout in our front flower bed; a jonquil, and I know it's nearly spring with new life soon to ignite the cold, dark earth.
The day I buried my mother, my heart was heavy. My then ten month old granddaughter climbed into my lap. I clung to her like a life raft, feeling the joy of a  young start to life.
Today, no matter what happened in 2015, we have a new beginning, a new year, and hopefully new goals.
As you determine your goals for 2016, I wish to point out three requirements for a good goal.
1. A goal should be specific.
No: I will lose weight this year.
Yes: I will lose 20 lbs. by March 15, 2016.
No: I will write a book this year.
Yes: I will write, edit, and submit one book by July 1, 2016.
No: I will pray more this year.
Yes: I will sit in my blue chair and have quiet time with the Lord every day before I begin the day's activities.
2. A goal should be written.
It's not enough to have your goal in your mind, but write it down. Involving your senses plants the goal firmly in your subconscious. Writing it down uses touch, sight, and hearing if you put your note on your bathroom mirror and read it every day.
3. A goal should be forgivable.
If you set a goal to lose 20 lbs by March 15, and you only lose 15, praise God for the 15 and forgive yourself for not being perfect.
If it takes until Sept. 1 to get your book ready, be thankful.
If you pray early five days a week this year, forgive yourself for skipping two days.
I leave you with an excerpt, an acrostic, from the December 31 devotion of Divine Dining: 365 Devotions to Guide You to Healthier Weight and Abundant Wellness.
     Decide if you’re ready to submit to God
     Read this daily devotion book in the new year and everything else that will help, especially the Bible
     Energize through leaving off sugars and fats that drain your vitality.
     Admit your powerlessness and Ask God to take over your life.
     Mentor others as you receive your day-by-day healing.
Set goals for 2016.
Follow these 3 rules.
Have a wonderful new year.
God bless all my viewers. I appreciate you.

Wednesday, December 30, 2015

How Do You Compare to the Israelites?

In the Old Testament, God chose the Israelite nation to be His children. He protected them, fought for them, and blessed them, yet time after time, they turned away from their God. How could they be so bad?
Do you see through a glass darkly?

Then again ...
How do we measure up or compare against the Israelites' failures?

Stiff-necked – That’s what Moses calls the Israelites in his prayer.

Are we stiff-necked? I am.


Wants their own way – The Israelites were unsatisfied with manna and quail. They wanted the choices they had in Egypt.

Do we complain and want our own way? Do we want to eat our pie, and still lose weight?


Impatient – They couldn’t wait for Moses to come down from the mountain. Out of impatience, they set up a golden calf to worship instead.

      I want weight loss every week. I want a two pound loss, not a quarter of a pound. I want to lose a hundred pounds in two months. If I don't, I complain that God is no help with weight loss? Am I alone? 


They believed their way was best. – They took things in their own hands, fought battles their way, and lost.

Through the years, I tried everything, but I continually regained weight plus gained even more.


Sin in their lives – They lost the battle of Ai because of sin in the camp. When the sin was cleansed, they won.

We harbor unforgivness, resentments, anger, and dishonesty and wonder why God doesn’t give us the desires of our hearts.

As you begin your new year, think about your walk with Christ. Have you really submitted to Him in the realm of eating? What about other areas? Is there parts you cling to, or refuse to let go, so that God can heal it? Are you comfortable in your small arena of failure? Have you put God on the throne of your life in everything?

If a daily devotion book would help you with weight loss, consider checking out my book Divine Dining. Find it to the right of this page. Pen-L Publishing will sell it with FREE SHIPPING through January 1.

If you're beginning a weight loss class at your church or in your home to support each other, watch for the Divine Dining Weight Controller Curriculum  book due out soon.

Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Depression at Christmas

Christmas lights twinkle. Logs burn in the fireplace. Songs cheer weary shoppers with visions of family opening their gifts. Pastors preach about the peace of God, and most of us are excited by the season, but not all.

Those who come from dysfunctional families, and the ones, who this year, lost loved ones to death, divorce, or distance vision the world without cheer. Depression runs rampant the more joy is expressed. 

To those ones today, I offer this poem, and my prayers. 

       Trampled Violets


     Trampled underneath

     By uncaring feet

     Bruised and crushed

     The petals scattered

     Violets in first blush

     Of bloom.


     Disillusioned, hurt

     By cruel words

     Stomped and torn

     The child succumbs

     To hatred of his known

     Small world.


     Mocked and spit upon

     By His own

     Stabbed and slapped

     His hands were pierced

     His words were spoken


                  Divine Dining: by Janet K. Brown


Many of my friends suffer depression during this time of year. Most of us have been there at some point of our lives.

Jesus is with the broken-hearted. He understands depression, betrayal, and disappointment, and He will never, never leave you.

God bless those right now who are less than joyful.

Saturday, December 19, 2015

Pride and Perfectionism

Perfectionism can hinder our Christian walk. Though not an obvious obstacle like envy or anger, it still can trip us up. Deceitful in nature, it makes us believe our actions are for God but might only feed our obsession.

The obstacle of perfectionism comes, in some form, from pride.
We still strive for parent's approval.
We desire laud and compliments.
We believe no one can do it as well as we can.
We seek to control everything.
We fear failure, so we don't do anything.

How do we know the difference between striving for excellence and being tangled in perfectionism?

The solution is less of us, and more of God. Remember, our worth comes from Him.

I will praise thee, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; marvelous are thy works, and that my soul knoweth right well.
                                             Psalm 139:4                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
We fall into a comparison trap, when God loves us individually. He made us special just the way we are, not to be compared with another of his creations.
But now hath God set the members every one of them in the body as it hath pleased him.
                   1 Corinthians 12:18
According to Tara Johnson  in Hollow Victory: how to identify & disarm 5 landmines that make Victorious Christian Living Feel Like a Lie, before we take on any chore or ministry, we should ask ourselves this question. "Am I doing this so others will think better of me or is it because I'm trying to give my best to God."
Another of my favorite books, The Freedom of Letting Go by Donna Clark Goodrich makes these suggestions for dealing with what we consider to be a failure.
1. Were you simply not meeting unrealistic expectations?
2. Which doors opened or closed because you tried?
3. How is God using this to direct your life?
4. Accept yourself as you are.
Once, when I felt like such a failure because a class I was teaching closed for lack of interest, my daughter encouraged me by reminding me how God might use what I learned in another way, and that's what happened. The class evolved into a book.
From my book, Divine Dining: 365 Devotions to Guide You to Healthier Weight and Abundant Wellness.
We ask Jesus to take over for us. We can’t do it alone. What a relief. We can lay down the load we’ve carried for years. Jesus will pick it up and carry it for us. I’m not perfect. Now, I don’t have to act as if I were.
Don't let perfectionism tie you in knots and ruin your Christian witness.
Give yourself permission to be human.
P. S. All three self help books can be purchased on Amazon or Barnes and Noble, and make great gifts.

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Thanksgiving Attitude

(Reprint of a memoir piece I wrote and posted several years ago to  impart, hopefully, a Thanksgiving attitude)

By Janet K. Brown

     The pastor’s sermon blazed through my mind. He advised we keep an “attitude of gratitude” and quoted, “In everything give thanks: (1 The. 5:18a.)”

     Everything? Really?

     My dry, thirsty spirit longed for the peace the pastor spoke about, so I was willing to try. I prayed, “Lord, help me be thankful in everything.”

     That night, my mother died while talking to me on the telephone.

     When it rang, my house overflowed with daughters and sons-in-law. My joy was complete, and it was easy to be grateful.

     “I think I have pneumonia,” Mom said.

     “Have you called the doctor?”

     “Yes and I have an appointment tomorrow, but I feel…..” Her voice trailed off. I heard a gasp.

     I gripped the receiver as if it were her life vest. “Mom?”

I waited. “Mom? Are you okay?”


     My heart raced. My legs couldn’t carry me the one hundred and thirty miles to her home. She had to answer. “Mom?”

     A gurgle sounded then total quiet.

     By this time, my husband held me.

     I doubled over in pain. “Mom,” I screamed into the phone.

     He pried it from my fingers, listened and hung up. “We need to call the emergency number. Do you want me to?”

     I shook my head and dialed. I gave them the address and explained what I heard. “I’m an only child. She lives alone, so if you get no answer, you have my permission to break in a door or window.”

     My tears soaked my husband’s shirt. He told them to call us. “We’ll be there in about two and a half hours.”

     My body convulsed. My family surrounded me. I don’t remember but I know my husband tucked me into the passenger side of our car, and we drove off.”

     While our car sailed along the highway nearing Dallas, my husband clutched my hand across the center console. I felt an encouraging squeeze. “It will be alright.”

     But, a sick feeling flipped my stomach upside down. Breathing became a silent struggle to survive. I heaved in laboring pants identifying with the one who gave me birth, my number one fan on earth.

     Another phone call gave us the hospital name. After we parked near the door, we rushed inside.

     A kind nurse directed us to a small room.

     A doctor entered. He confirmed what I suspected. They were never able to revive my mother. Her last words were to me on the phone. I followed him to a cold, clinical room. Mother’s body was rigid. “Good bye,” I spoke the words but my heart refused to accept the facts.

     My husband led me out. He looked me in the eyes. “She dreaded going into a nursing facility more than anything. We can be thankful she died in her own home while talking to you.”

     Thankful? I remembered my promise to be thankful in all things. I prayed again. I really tried.

     My next call came from my baby daughter. Her husband had completed his tour of duty with the U.S. Air Force in Korea. She wanted me to know he’d be there for the funeral. “But, now I know we’ll be stationed at North Carolina.”

     Already tender emotions melted into fresh tears. “That’s a long way from Texas.”

     “Yes, but we’ll stay here for two more weeks.”

     Two weeks? Thanksgiving Day would come in three. The coldness I’d felt in Mother’s hospital room crept along my veins like thick blood. “You’ll be gone for Thanksgiving?”

     “Yes.” Her voice came soft and searing to my heart.

     The next few days filled with so many things. God insulated me with a long to-do list and a shock-sedated system. Often, I faltered. I couldn’t go on. My husband and I prayed. God carried me through a few more hours. His mercy and love gave me rest when I could go no further.

     My plans for the funeral.

     The funeral itself.

     Making decisions for Mom’s house and goods.

     Helping my daughter pack to move.

     Planning the Thanksgiving meal.

     Holding tightly to my ten-month-old granddaughter that we kept every day while her mother worked. She was the new life out of the old. But, soon she would live fifteen hundred miles away.

     In everything give thanks.

     The Lord reminded me daily of my promise.

     One week before Thanksgiving, my daughter, son-in-law and granddaughter drove off. How could my heart keep pumping while loaded with so much heartache? How could I thank God for this?

     Thanksgiving Day was bittersweet. My husband, the other two daughters and sons-in-law gathered around a feast cooked with both love and sadness.

     Like a robot with fork in hand, I scooped good food and lifted it to my mouth without tasting the buttery, sweet flavors. Memories ran like escaped prisoners through my thoughts. My hand stilled.


     “I thank God for the memories of Mother, of Cindy and Victoria.”

      My husband held up his fork holding a piece of Cindy’s pecan pie she made and left for us. “In all things give thanks.”

     I smiled. “I think we should stop now and pray again.”

     My family laid down utensils and looked up at me as if I’d sprouted angels’ wings. We bowed our heads.

     “On this Thanksgiving Day, give us an attitude of gratitude in every thing.” When I lifted my head, I saw smiles cross each face. I silently asked God to remind me of this time on the next trial. I knew there would be one.

I hope you enjoyed my story. God is so good. How thankful I am for all the Writing with God's Hope blog viewers.
The Brown Thanksgiving table last year
Happy Thanksgiving!