I'm starting the week out slowly, but surely, (as they say). I am putting forth a stronger effort, anyway.

My battle always begins when I enter the haven of my home, though. Usually, driving home from work, I'm not hungry and feel I can even skip supper. But within twenty minutes of being home, all that changes. Now that I'm onto the pattern, I am thinking of ways to find some victory.

I'm thankful God does not weary of me and keeps encouraging me as He reveals these pitfalls I'm so prone to keep repeating.