I survived the week without too much food temptation. I oh, so, wanted ice cream last night. We didn't have any at home (so that we won't be tempted to eat it), and I was too tired from a week of Corporate America to get up and make the extra effort of going somewhere just for ice cream.
My mind is beginning to wrap around this idea of dropping pounds. It's not as scary as it once was for me. I'm ready to shed this blanket of flesh and show the world who I am underneath it all. It's going on summer after all, and we should be wearing less covering, don't you think?
Saturday mornings are precious to me. They give me time to reflect and to dream. We are only given so many Saturday mornings in a lifetime. The idea is best represented in the story "1000 Marbles". I don't plan to waste too many more Saturdays doing the same things I've always done, just to get the same results. I'm thinking it's time to move beyond that way of thinking. You think?
"Dear Father, give me fresh ideas today. Ideas that are planted by you. Ideas that glorify you. You promise me that if I put you and your kingdom first, all other things will be added to me. In Jesus name, Amen"
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