Struggling Well With Life

Why do we, no let me own this, Why do I choose something so unfulfilling to fill me rather than God? I know better. Yesterday, I felt the weight of the world all around me. And I know that that is the time to go to Jesus, to do what we had just sung about in church - to trust Him, to allow Him to be all we - all I need. But I just couldn’t go there, I just wouldn’t go there. So I went other places to escape the weight of the world - I went to an entire plate of cookies my wife had made for a party. I ate until my head and stomach hurt. Pitiful! Though this is no excuse, Terri makes the best dag gum sugar cookies in the world, and evidently irresistible. You would think a man my age, a man who knows better - on so many levels, would choose Jesus over numbing the pressures of my life with a plate of cookies. No. I chose to find life in an addiction yesterday, and not in Jesus. Proud - I am not, forgiven - I am.