I don’t know about you but I do not have a new year’s resolution. Not even the remote thought of one. No. I slid into the new year just like you might another day. Resolutions? Scary things for me, because they don't last past the first week.
So why are we on about New Year’s Resolutions? Well, because I had a terrible craving last night? Because I read a piece on gluttony this morning from a blog I subscribe to? Or it could be because what is flitting through my subconscious is to eat healthy, and be committed to exercise. Or could it be that what I want is to be healthy because, really, it is not about size, but rather that we should be committed to taking care of our bodies, not only in terms of ‘beautifying’ it but actually looking after it. After all, we can’t go anywhere without it!
I am not exactly a fan of popcorn, I eat it at movies, but mostly stay away because when I start, I usually don’t like to stop. I knew I didn’t have any at home, but I went into my pantry anyway and checked, willing one to miraculously pop up (no pun intended) but alas. But then I became agitated, distracted and restless. I looked at the time, 8.36pm, and I seriously considered either putting the movie I was watching on hold and go find popcorn down the street. Self-control? Patience? Not an option right now, ok?
But while I was debating on what to do, a ‘miracle’ happened! My cousin called to say he was on his way to see me, and yes, I mandated him to not show up without popcorn!
You do realize that this is not really about the popcorn, right? But about our (sometimes inordinate) cravings for things we know are bad for us but which we absolutely must have. We all crave something. And we are so easily helped along because everything we desire is just a finger, a phone call away...accessible…have you seen the number of networks dedicated to food on our TVs?? Who wouldn’t want to try out all those menus, and just…eat? And failing the ‘try out’, order in and binge away?
I am afraid my will is not strong enough to stand against all of these forces no matter how good my intentions. Then, having made a nonsense of my will, they pile up feelings of guilt, then depression. I would never know if I would have indeed driven out to get that popcorn, but what are the odds that my cousin would chose the day I am trying (well, yes, trying!) to avoid temptation to come see me?
I have no answers to how we can be diligent and stay true when we are confronted by our 'original sins', but I know that if I start by thinking moderation is key in everything and that small, tiny portions are an option, then summoning up the will to actually have that tiny (omg) portion is a step. Then, taking one day at a time, and not beating myself to a pulp if I fall and give in, surely I would make progress?
What more can I say? Self-control is a fruit of the spirit, and God did say He would not allow us to be tempt for more than we can bear…meaning...I gave in only because oh, I wanted to.
What is your ‘popcorn?’
Be free oh. Be healthy.
Popcorn photo credit: Google.