I have to admit it: I am addicted. Usually, it’s only “other people” who have life-altering dependencies. But this time it’s me, addicted to food.
When I see people with addictive behaviors, I wonder, “Why don’t they just…stop?” Are they just so nebbish that they can’t just say “no” to their cravings? They know they should stop, they kinda want to stop, but they keep on going. But now, I realize how hard it is. And I’m not even going cold turkey—I’ll continue to be a social eater, have a few burgers with the guys, but what is a problem is sitting alone in my apartment, scarfing down food. I start with a plate of food—”one plate should do….” and I eat it, and then I get some more food, and eat it. And I know I should stop, but I still feel…empty. And then in a few hours, I get hungry again. It never lasts.
So, I’ve failed again. Got home at 10pm after spending the day at the pool, and then frisbee, and then evening service,,,and I keep from loading up on food until after my shower, but then I heated up some enchiladas and ate them, by the light of my computer monitor. And I’m still hungry, even though there is something in my stomach. Guess everybody is doing it. A little more food won’t be much worse, while I’m off the wagon already…I’ll quit—tomorrow… and what do you know? The Verse-of-the-Day from two places each say something pertinent:
1 Corinthians 6:19-20
“Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your body.”
and,
Hosea 7 : 5
On the day of the festival of our king the princes become inflamed with wine, and he joins hands with the mockers.
