I must confess. It has been said that confession is good for the soul……AND my mother always said that things done in secret are rarely good. So…..I must confess.
Yesterday, I quit.
I justified myself right into a resignation.
1. My Made to Crave small group is over.
2. Lent is over.
3. One package of Cherry Sours won’t hurt me.
4. It has been 40 days since I have tasted toffee peanuts.
5. I can have them now that Lent is over.
I stood right there in Dollar General with the item I needed in my hand and talked myself right into quitting. I made the decision to purchase two items that I know I didn’t need. And then, I ate them.
By the time I finished the last sweet morsel, guilt had already come knocking at my heart’s door. As soon as I got home, I texted my accountability partner and confessed. I knew if I had kept the secret, the guilt would eventually turn into a food craving.
I didn’t expect her reaction. “I’ll be over in a few. We are having a ‘Come to Jesus’ talk.”
My stomach flipped. I hated the idea of being scolded. Tears formed and I prayed. I felt like I did when I broke Mom’s lamp. By the time I heard her car pull in my drive, I had already pulled up my big girl britches and walked out to face a dear friend.
“Regina, we can not do this alone.”
“Why didn’t you call me?”
Immediately, I began to justify. No cell phone reception in the store. Lent is over.
She wouldn’t hear of it.
“Why didn’t you call on Jesus?”
My heart sank. I didn’t have an answer. She was dead on right!
She made me repeat my plan. And we added a few new branches to it. She’s right, ya know. I can’t do this alone.
We made the decision that I would begin again that very moment. I made a mistake. Made a poor decision. Now, tie a rope around those big girl britches and move on.
So, today, I confess. Yes it is good for the soul. The birds are singing. The sunshine is bright. And at this moment…… a new day is dawning.