Food is not my friend. Food is fuel. And no carbs at night. That was my strategy last year for losing weight. It worked! I lost ten pounds in five months. Ok, ok. It shouldn't have taken that long. Maybe I cheated once. Or twice.
Nobody's perfect. Right?
So, I was feeling pretty good about myself.
Like my jeans. The ones that I had to lie down on the bed, inhale, and then zip. After losing the big ten, I got 'em on and zipped standing up.
Then summer came along. And I slipped a little bit on my strategy. Made some bad decisions about what to eat. When to eat.
And how much to eat.
I wa cheating a little.
But I thought everything was still cool. No, I didn't weigh or measure. That would have been the smart thing to do.
Of course, I realize that now.
Somehow, I slid back into some old habits. Became a big-time cheater. If the food looks good, eat it.
Don't worry about nutritional value, calories, etc.
Eat and be happy!
So I did. During Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays, too. Mercy!
Yeah, you guessed. I gained the ten pounds back.
After I worked so, so hard to lose weight. How could I let that happen?
Well, I made bad decisions. I got careless.
I've done the same thing in relationships. Like with God. When it comes to praying. And reading my Bible.
Other things look more appealing and fulfilling. So, I spend time there instead of with Him. And when I do that, I'm cheating Him.
You will show me the path of life; In Your presence is fullness of joy; At your right hand are pleasures forevermore (Psalm 16: 11).
When I cheat Him, I miss out on being in His presence. I miss out on the peace and joy and pleasure that He promises us.
When I cheat Him, I cheat myself.
And about those jeans? They got tossed into the bag labeled thrift store.
Now who's cheating who?