My head is full of good intentions as I begin this new year. "It can't be that hard to lose 55 pounds," is the thought I had as I woke up this morning. (I don't know where the "55" came from, but that's what was in my head.)

I think of all the wonderful food I can eat but still fall trap to the few I can't. (Does it sound like Eve in the Garden?!) Everyday God is trying to open my eyes up to that. He has bountifully supplied me with foods to meet my particular needs; it is my manna from Him.

Where is my focus? I need to ask myself that everytime I lift a fork up to my mouth.