Each day is challenging; it takes staying on my toes to "guard against the flesh."

It can happen so easily. Before I knew it, I was enjoying a sweet treat that I had carelessly popped into my mouth. My eyes are opened to that bad habit I've nurtured so casually through the years.

I have a new day ahead of me. I hope I'm a little wiser to ways of the flesh.

I'm starting my day a little rushed--the last thing I remembered it was 4:45 a.m., the next thing I knew it was 6:15 a.m. That "mishap" set me behind half an hour!

Taking thirty minutes at a time yesterday seemed to really help. There were many times I wanted to pop a morsel into my mouth, then stopped. It helped me realize how often my flesh is prompting me. (Those morsels were not mealtime morsels but little snacks throughout the day--a lifelong bad habit of mine.)

I thank God every day for His Word; He has placed all of life's answers in that wonderful Book.

After my experience of not feeling well, I have a renewed desired to take better care of myself. I took two naps this weekend and went to bed earlier.

I need to focus on what my weight is doing to my general health, as well. I know my diabetes is not stabilized, and that alone should scare me into eating right. In my study of Obadiah, I am reminded of the constant warfare going on between the flesh and the spirit.

Why do I take it so casually when I allow the flesh to be the victor? I need to break my day down into thirty-minute increments, giving the spirit priority to strengthen my guard against the flesh.

I am under the weather today. I hope to get through one more day of work.

It's nothing contagious, so I'm not infecting anyone. I'm already wondering how I am going to lift the heavy Pineapple Upside Down Cake to and from the oven, though, (a large pan that serves seventy).

Home will be that much sweeter at the end of the day!

I've been mulling over a quote by Mother Theresa, "Kind words can be short, and easy to speak; but their echoes are truly endless." I like that reminder.

Being willful has many ramifications. My mother tried her best to bring that under control from a very tender age and on, but I still struggle with it today. To surrender the desire to something that is not beneficial makes such good sense--but why am I repeating the same mistakes?

God's Word tells us, "Make no provision for the flesh." That reminder needs to get etched into my daily walk.

Today will be another busy day at work as we get ready for the big brunch this weekend--800 frozen fruit cups are needed!

I am thankful God has provided me with a job that makes sense to me. I enjoy each day at work, loving what I do. Of course, my life is centered around food, so that can be a problem. (God always gives me a reason to lean on Him!)

"Oh, give thanks unto the Lord for He is good!" That verse always lifts me.

I overslept this morning; I hope this is not an indication on how my day is going to go!

I am finding ways to bring variety into my lunches at work. It seems that is my easiest meal for staying on task. I am still working on supper, (and thereafter!). I know brushing my teeth early in the evening helps; I usually don't eat after that.

I still boils down to how bad to I want to lose weight. I can always make excuses for myself; that's when I know my flesh is in control.