Choices

Tomorrow will be the 14th day without fast food. It isn't about the fast food anymore.

The McDy's line is long.  I want a sweet tea, it will only cost me a dollar, I have a dollar. Guilt is in my heart and mind, I hear the voice of my friend Courtney in my head telling me she didn't get her Diet Coke yesterday because she felt convicted.

I want it. I tell myself I deserve it.

Work is over, the local radio station is on. They are doing a Compassion International promotion to try to get more individuals involved in sponsoring at risk, poverty stricken children.

I turn to another radio station.

The Asian restaurant was nice and pleasant. I order my food to go. I sit down to wait. To my left is a small altar, its built in the counter. It is filled with fruit, flowers and small idols. They are burning incense, its now in my nose.

My order is ready, I get my food. I say a prayer.... I leave.



Beautiful Feet