It’s after 7p.m. I’m starving. Eating a half tuna wrap for lunch just wasn’t enough. We’ve been visiting out-of-town all day, left for home late, and now he wants to eat supper at this “all you can eat” catfish house on the way. I’m looking at this menu. Lord, help me.
My weight this morning was the lowest ever and I don’t want to mess it up now. This place is stressing me. What do I eat? Broiled catfish? Yuck! I need Your help now, Lord.
You know I’ll never get my money’s worth with this “all you can eat” by only eating a half plate if that much. I’d rather go places that let you take food home. But they won’t give you a go-box here and look at the size of those plates. I can’t throw away good catfish. Sigh. What do I do?
It’s my rule- Never order what costs more than what he orders. But he’s ordering the “all you can eat” special and it’s the lowest priced item on this menu. How can they do that? I wonder if they’re losing money on that deal? Hmm, . . . this place is jam-packed full of people. It seems everyone is getting the “all you can eat.” If I ate all that, I’d leave this place sicker than a dog.
I love fried catfish, but there’s no way I can eat it all. Lord, help me. Please.
Hmmm, . . . just small two spoonful’s of slaw, maybe three. They brought a huge bowl of small hushpuppies with cheese sauce. Put four on the plate. Eat only three. Be careful. Seasoned fries, oh my! Maybe a half handful, not many. Lord help me.
Hot fried catfish. Yum! I’m starving. Okay, be careful. Eat slower. Take little bites. Slow, slow. Oh my, they’re wonderful. The plate came with five pieces of fish, so I ate two and a half and left the others thinking maybe he’ll eat them. He did. I can’t stand to throw good food away. Then he ordered more. What? At least he’s getting his moneys worth.
I was so hungry when we got here, but not now. Look at all this food left. What I ate was so wonderful, I could easily eat more. Oh Lord, I want more. I want all of it and more of it. It’s so good. Fight it girl. You’ve come too far to lose it all over catfish. Fight it, you’re strong, fight it. Let it go. Let the food go. It’s not worth it. But it’s so good, I love it. I want it and more of it too.
Feeling panic, “Lord, I really want to eat until I’m sick. I know it would be so good. Help me fight this urge to eat it all.” I looked at the food left on the table and panic increased.
Temptation screamed, “You can’t leave this food. That’s wasteful. How can you walk away and leave it? You know you want it. They’ll even bring more if you ask. You could eat until you can’t hold another bite. You know it’s good. Now go ahead, finish it. Eat the rest. You can start over tomorrow. It’ll be ok. Nobody will ever know. Go ahead, eat it all.”
Then I remembered the Hersey’s kiss in my purse and popped it in my mouth. With the sweet taste my breathing became easier and calmness returned. I leaned back to finish my tea. The “all you can eat” urge was silent. I looked at the table covered with food with no desire. Temptation had left. God answered my prayer with one Kiss of 22 calories. Thank you Lord.