Dieting represents what is wrong with this world. I bet that Muammar Gaddafi and Charlie Sheen were both just on diets. Now look at them! So, if I want to eat this cookie I’m holding, I should just be able to eat it. No one has the right to stop me or even make me feel bad about it. I will eat this cookie. I will enjoy it. It is mine to eat. If God didn’t want me to eat it, why is it here in my hand inches from my waiting mouth? He is Sovereign, isn’t He? This cookie is a sign to me that God loves me. The doctors of this world tell me to refrain, but to do so might just be to disobey God Himself. Do I obey the doctors or God? Now, suddenly, I realize, this is a sacred cookie. And there are more where this one came from. So, today I will worship God in spirit and with cookies! Now, it is no longer my pleasure but His that I pursue. These “love handles” cascading over the sides of my belt are to be renamed “God handles!” Praise the Lord and pass the holy cookies! Did Paul Newman get the inspiration for Ginger-O’s straight from Heaven? In this moment, I believe.
The truth is – now after one too many cookies I see the truth – that in this moment of weakness, I will believe whatever my flesh commands me to believe. This is why I need the Cross of Jesus Christ rudely, permanently, unflinchingly installed in the middle of my existence. Simple.
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