I’ll get right to it… I caved into my sweet tooth and ate sugar on Sunday. Everything was going just fine until the rice crispy treats showed up on the table at the DiFazio’s. I love rice crispy treats. Taste, texture, can’t beat them. So, I justified it in my mind with, “taking a day off a week would make this more do-able.” I was busy that Sunday, enjoying hanging out with the young adults in our church at our monthly social event, The Gathering. So I woke up this morning with regret, knowing I’d have to confess here on the blog. That’s the wrong regret, obviously. It’s just pride that wants to conceal my pitiful display of idolatry/self-indulgence/justification. But what did happen over the weekend when I was having fun at weddings, socials, and church is that I actually got sidetracked from the Lord.
So, here I am at Dunkin’ Donuts, and I am telling myself this: Jesus is better than my perfect performance. Jesus is so sweet that He forgives me for wandering in my heart – which is the actual sin. For leaving the God I love. He is ever consistent in the face of my inconsistencies. He is ever faithful under the ups and downs of my frail faith. He is able to bring rescue and reconciliation quickly so that I don’t have to give up and give in. I can continue to pursue Jesus as better than sugar! So I will. I will start again today. With all these donuts, and muffins, and coolatta signs, maybe I should find a different writing place. :)