Whoa! Where’d THAT come from?

Today was a weird food day.  Light breakfast.  Skipped lunch at home ’cause we were going to a BBQ in the early afternoon.  Finally got a burger, thanks to my beloved, who stood in a massive line and brought back food for all three of us.  (I chased J5 around while J4 got food).  By the time we ate, I was seriously hungry!  (Are there negative points on the hunger scale?!  LOL)

I have to tell you, when you’re hungry, food just tastes better.  That tasted like the best hamburger I’d ever had.  And was gone in a very short time.

Anyway…because lunch was later in the day, J4 and I decided not to have dinner, but get Dairy Queen to have later instead.

So, my dinner tonight was some popcorn and a Mud Pie Blizzard.  Mmmmmmm.  No problem.  Was hungry again when I had it.  Didn’t stuff myself.  Might have been a 6 or so…

Then I did something that normally triggers some heavy grade fat machinery…sat on the couch with my laptop to catch up on my TiVo’d stuff.  I did fine for about 1/2 an hour, and then it kicked in.  Full speed ahead.  I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. Looked inside.  Nothing looked good.  Now, that was my 100% certain sign that this was full appetite and NOT hunger.

I closed the fridge, walked over to the counter where the cookies hang out.  I decided, if I’m going to blow this (yes, that’s a diet attitude, I know) I’m going to do it for something really good.  Something chocolate.  I almost opened a package that had 2 chewy chocolate chip cookies left.  But something stopped me.  I know that kind of treat always gives me heartburn, so I moved on to the package of Oreos I just bought this week.  I was about to pull open the top and grab a couple when I realized…

“I’m about to cut off contact with God.  I’m going to do something that is going to deliberately close the door on the open vibe we’ve had over the past couple of days.  Is that really what I want to do???”

And I clenched both hands together, prayed a quick “Thank you!” and backed away from the Oreos.

Whoa.  That was wild.  That was NOT me.  That was definite, all-out Holy Spirit-doin’-something-inside-me CHANGE!

I want more of THAT kind of change in my life.  I have the feeling I am going to see some of it in the next 60.

If anyone who reads this is interested in joining me in the 60-60 challenge, please send me an email, or leave a comment.