I've reached a conclusion. We know how to eat right, balanced even, but like everything else we tend to take advantage of good things to the point of them actually becoming bad for us; we don't know how to stop. We get to the point where any form of fattening sugar in our diets must lead to diabetes, and calories surely leads to obesity, but we never want to accept the blame for ourselves. All of those ingredients exist for a reason. Wether they are useful for helping us have fuel to burn in the business of our lives, or just simply to keep us from depression, they are all created by God. Our impass is that we don't have the patience to wait it out, nor the endurance to consider the balance of it all.
Why should doughnuts be a bad thing for breakfast? Why should coffee not be a good source of energy for us in the mornings? What part of pecan pie shouldn't be sufficient in boosting our metabolism?
Which is why the past 30 or so days of this fast, even through the slip ups, have allowed me to take a step back, away from the buffet table, and find more of a balance of the panoramic portrait of everything available to us for consumption. I've never felt healthier in all of my life, being able to feel how everything works together. A little pancake for breakfast here, a salad without dressing and a deli sandwich for lunch there, a portion of steak or hamburger for dinner, throw in some sides of mashed potatoes and corn, maybe some green beans or rice, and top it all off with a few cinnamon and sugar chips or the occasional chocolate bar scattered throughout the day; my body then no longer says, "TOO MUCH SUGER!", "GREASE OVERLOAD!", or even, "NOT ENOUGH SUGAR, WHO CARES WHAT IT IS! YOU'VE MADE ME GO WITHOUT FOR SO LONG, JUST SHOVE IT IN!" Instead, at the end of the day, I no longer spend my time thinking about what I need to fill up on, but how God has blessed us through the day.
Yesterday, I started out with a Blueberry Flat Bagel with Strawberry Cream Cheese for breakfast. My lunch consisted of a slice of that naughty Qdoba Burrito I bought yesterday. It was supper that was a sidetrack....
Last night, a friend of mine, who I have always called K-Rod, Kevin B., caught up with me and we got to hang out for the evening. We met up at Five Guys. I could have invited him over to the house and made something homemade, but that would have been a little weird, so we started out eating the good ol American traditional Cheeseburger and Fries. It was a sidetrack from my fast, but God also says "Love God, and Love your neighbor." In the process of showing God how important He is in our lives, He still makes a point to guide us into building our relationships with our fellow man. I think it is important that we don't portray the image that it's all me and God and no time for what is important in the lives of others. That being said, Five Guys opened us up to a great chat that was much needed for encouragement in stressful times, and then we burned it off by coming back to the house to play a few rounds of pool and table tennis, aka Ping Pong.
Tuesday, March 27: Day 30
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