I'll work it off

"Food sins" are unique, as I just recently realized. In a very tangible way, we can (or so we think) "undo" all of the terrible food choices we've made by promising ourselves that we'll work out extra hard the next day (or whenever we get around to it). I've been reading more about the folly of the "debtor's ethic" that we can maintain towards people or God, so this thought about food really struck a chord with me.

The thing is, we might be right. Maybe we will work it off. But did we solve the problem at all? What was that blimey problem, anyway? I just ate too much of the kids' Halloween candy, right? Wrong. The problem is ME.

The problem is that, in big and small ways, I have allowed my cravings to control me. This can apply anywhere in life, but here are some examples that pertain to food.

•  I'm not happy till I have my daily ________. 
•  I have a headache, so I HAVE to eat this.  
•  I work so early,  I've gotta make a drive-thru breakfast run. 
•  I'm celebrating my 2nd-niece-twice-removed cat's graduation party, I MUST partake in the cake!

This is where I want a new me, not just a new workout.

A new me comes with heart-felt, reflective, YANK OFF THE BANDAID change. It requires accountability, grit, and prayer. And swallowing my pride. Like, "yes, I really am that weak," and "Get those chips away from me before I cave!" Don't give any provision for the flesh. Starve the beast so that it will be too weak to kill you. It's kinda like keeping the Voldemort of our desires away from unicorns. For those of you who got that, I love you.

Peace.