How I Beat My Supplement Addiction

One morning while standing in my kitchen, moving through my usual routine, I heard what felt like an almost audible question from the Lord: “Do you trust Me?”

It stopped me cold as my mind immediately went to Peter—the moment Jesus looked him in the eye after his betrayal and asked, “Do you love Me?” Like Peter, I answered quickly and confidently, “Yes, Lord, of course I do.”

Without hesitation, He directed my attention to two large cabinets beside the pantry and impressed on me to open them. When I did, something in my spirit sank. In that moment, I realized I had been lying to myself… and to God.

What sat behind those cabinet doors was not just vitamins. It had become a shrine—neatly arranged and carefully curated. Hundreds of dollars’ worth of pills, powders, protein blends, detox kits, anti-aging tonics, and miracle formulas the wellness industry had promised would keep me strong, vibrant, youthful, and in control.

Somewhere along the way, they had quietly become my health insurance policy and my sense of security. And that’s when the Holy Spirit made something painfully clear: I did not trust Him the way I claimed I did.

You might be wondering how something as innocent as wanting to be healthy could concern God at all. The answer is simple: Scripture calls a stronghold anything that begins to carry more influence and authority over your choices than obedience to Him.

A stronghold is a fortified place in the mind and heart where fear, self-reliance, or obsession is defended instead of surrendered.

Standing there in my kitchen, the truth pierced my heart like a sword: I wasn’t just disciplined or proactive about my heath. I had become fear-driven, obsessed, and quietly idolatrous without even realizing it.

 My cabinets revealed what my mouth would not admit.

The Lord did not stop there. He confronted me about being double-minded. Even though I had been studying and teaching Scripture about divine healing, even though I believed Jesus paid for my wholeness, and even though I prayed boldly, I was still hedging my bet by stockpiling backup plans of multiple supplement subscriptions as my “just in case God doesn’t come through” strategy.

That was a truth-bomb moment for me. Faith with an escape hatch is not faith at all—it is control disguised as wisdom and knowledge.

He then reminded me of the numerous arguments I had defended in my marriage, and how fiercely I justified a seven-hundred-dollar-a-month supplement budget while Ryan and I were trying to get out of debt and save for a home. I had never seen it until that day, but I had been working against the very provision I was praying for. My idolatry was sabotaging unity in the marriage while undermining Godly stewardship, and blocking the greater blessing—all while calling it health.

There is a way that seems right to a woman………

I had been operating in my own understanding for so long that I had grown dull to the Spirit’s voice. My “old man” of independence and self-reliance had crept in, and insensitivity to conviction followed. And most sobering of all, my ability to trust God fully was eroding as I stared at those neatly organized, beautifully packaged “idols.”

The realization hit so hard it made me feel sick: if I could not trust Him with my health, how could I trust Him with my finances, my marriage, and my calling?

That morning, after what felt like intense mental warfare: I paid a lot for these things… I’ll just finish them…maybe I’m making too big a deal out of this… I stopped negotiating and chose repentance instead. I confessed honestly before God what the Holy Spirit was exposing: fear, idolatry, control, and pride. Then, before I was tempted to change my mind, I grabbed a trash bag from the pantry and started emptying the cabinets. Bottle after bottle went into the bag.

I will not pretend it was easy. Every toss felt like money flying into the trash—years of researching and spending had slowly shifted my trust in God’s Word to marketing promises. With every rustle of the bag, the enemy whispered that I was being extreme, that throwing everything away was wasteful. But the Lord brought Scripture to mind: There is a way that seems right to a woman, but its end is the way of death.

I knew that if that stronghold was going to fall, it had to be demolished His way—not mine. Obedience is rarely comfortable. It is often a tug-of-war between the flesh and the spirit.

Romans reminds us that those who live according to the flesh set their minds on fleshly things, while those who live according to the Spirit set their minds on what the Spirit desires. As I kept throwing things away, the Holy Spirit etched two lessons into my heart that day:

1. The faster you submit to God, the more clearly you hear Him.

2. Delayed obedience dulls discernment, but surrender sharpens it.

Today, many years later, I can say with gratitude and conviction that the stronghold is broken. My new health regimen is now anchored in Scripture---particularly Proverbs 4:20–22, where God promises that His words are life to those who find them and healing to all their flesh.

His Word is not supplemental. It is sufficient.

You may be wondering if I still take supplements. The answer is yes, but they are no longer my source, my security, or my savior. God is my source. He is my Deliverer and my Healer, and He has proven Himself faithful again and again. As a side benefit, I also gained a lot more cabinet space.

Let me lovingly—but boldly—ask you:

Where are you still hedging your bets?

What area of your life have you insured through your own efforts instead of surrendering to Him?

Invite the Holy Spirit to search you. Ask Him where trust has been replaced by control, fear, or quiet compromise. He will show you. And if you allow Him, He will help you tear that stronghold down. It may require a drastic, Holy Spirit-led decision, but He will strengthen you through it and bless you on the other side of obedience.

When the process feels heavier than you expected—when you need prayer, clarity, encouragement, or deliverance—Mountain Movers is here to walk with you. You do not have to demolish fortresses alone.

And remember, freedom is always worth the cost.