I've got to say this head cold is kicking my rear end, and, quite honestly, giving Satan an opportunity to crawl into the crack. Since being sick, I want nothing more than my comfort food. Which right now is my throat begging for the darned ice cream in the freezer with a crumpled up sugar cone on top! Though, now that I think about it, milk products would only add to the problem in the back of my throat as my sinuses drain (I know, gross, right?). But I continue to persevere as God walks me through this week.
Food can not be my enemy as God has given us food to nourish our bodies and even our hearts. So then what is the "enemy" when you feel tempted by food? Is it our grandmothers and mothers before who would say "do you want some more?", or "If you ____ we'll go get ice cream"? Is it our insecurities we try to hide? Or maybe it's our cultures trend toward fast, fat and easy.
My enemy sits with me in the evening. Beginning around 5 pm, the enemy starts drawing near. The tired drag of my feet, head full of thoughts/worries/tidbits from the day, growling stomach, and end of the day anxiety awaits me with thoughts of "HUNGRY- MUST EAT NOW". And then it's a race to get food in my mouth. It's grabbing the first thing easy to pop in my mouth. It's fixing something to eat before I start fixing something to eat. It's insane. And I need to ask God to help me lose that anxiety before it kills me. Literally.
So what's your enemy?
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