Friday, April 6, 2012

Good Friday

It is Good Friday and I've failed miserably through Lent. I caved on not having any lattes and confess to having had several throughout the season. I'm not good at giving things up for Lent. I forget, I rationalize, I'm pitiful. I'm human.

Isn't that always our excuse though, that we're only human? We're weak. The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak. My flesh is downright pathetic. Like I couldn't possibly live without lattes...pathetic. This whole struggling to eat right and lose weight. I know what I need to do but continually give in and sabotage even my best efforts. Why? Why do we do this to ourselves?

I read a great blog post yesterday linked up to the Count Me Accountable page here. It totally spoke to me and, in fact, I am printing it out to hang on my fridge as a reminder of where my heart needs to be. This daily war is not solely within myself, but also a spiritual battle waged against me from the outside, wanting to defeat me because God has something incredible planned for me--and if I'm too mired in the muck of my own messes then I can't see, attempt, or accomplish what it is God desires of me.

So, first, I let go of my guilt over failing my Lenten sacrifice. I acknowledge that God's got me in His hands, that He has made me for greater things than lattes and scarfing peanut butter and oatmeal smeared with chocolate syrup. And rather than choosing failure in sugar laden calories, I choose Him who saves me.

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