ADDICTION...we are all geared to think drugs, porn, or alcohol because they are bad things. I have a
FOOD ADDICTION.to a good thing...it fills my mind, takes over my thoughts and drives me to the grocery store to buy whatever the drug of the day is, Ice cream is the main force, or perhaps the joy of biting into a peanut croquet overwhelms me to the point of eating all four in the container, because there were no packages smaller.
It is a shameful habit that leads me to lie to the grocery clerk who knows me well, and remarks,
"looks like a celebration at your house today!"
Vividly I describe to her the cake that will go with the quart of Salted Caramel Truffle Gelato, a Vanilla Caramel delight, when no such event has been planned or cake placed on the menu. The only plan is to get to my car, take the deliberately placed spoon out of my purse, and start the purpose at hand, eat the entire quart, before I get home, put the empty container in the trash to destroy all evidence. A well orchestrated plan justified because my husband stepped on my heel two days ago and didn't say he was sorry, because if the truth be known, he wasn't. So I assure myself that devouring millions of calories will solve that problem, again and again throughout the weekend. But I have to spread my buying habit around so people will not become suspicious of my story and actually come to the realization that, "She is a food addict".I have a Savior, but I don't always call out to him or let him in, to pull me out of my sin. I have the armor to fight this devil inside of me,
Lord lead me and guide me out of the clutches of the Devil's hand.
Amen,
