Battling insomnia early this morning (not even Super Tuesday returns on Fox News put me out!), I did the deed one last time, at least until Lent is over: I ate my final "sweet bite" (the term my wife affectionately assigns dessert, something of a misnomer I argue, as the "sweet bite" is always comprised of multiple bites).Anyway, the late night indulgence was a Klondike Reeses Peanut Butter Cup ice cream bar. Being a less-is-more kind of guy, I'd pull an armed robbery for a plain vanilla Klondike bar, so it was with some disappointment that I polished off my last sweet anything until Easter. Good, not great, I should have known better. [sigh]
I realize a goodly number of Christians give up some sort of food item for Lent, and I never figured to get on that particular bandwagon, but combined with the intake of healthy food and copious time spent in the gym, I endeavor to get in the best shape of my life by summertime. So I'm joining the crowd and avoiding the good tasting stuff for a spell.
"Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, whom you have from God? You are not your own, for you were bought with a price. So glorify God in your body."
1 Corinthians 6:19-30
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