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Day 27, Hot Wings and Repentance.


Ok today instead of being a good husband and coming back home for lunch and enjoying a turkey and swiss sandwich, with my diet coke w/ lime...I decided I would spend a little and go down to the ole, "Anthony's" Pizza. (A greasy pepperoni sounded lovely, with a Pepsi). As I approached the counter, I noticed the combo for only $7.50, which would be a slice of pizza and my favorite "HOT WINGS!"

I have quite the love affair with Hotwings. I don't know whether it was Athen's Pizza, Hooters, or my own personal make, or the strange place on I-75 just above Knoxville, that led me to this...but either way...I have hard time turning down the little treasures. 6 pieces still warm in hand, my assistant and I head back to the table to indulge. I picked up the leg...and take a huge mouth watering bite. OH MY!! Sweat...ears red and instantly a cold shiver. I knew in an instant I should not continue.

BUT I DID.

Thus, I sit...currently 9 hours later...Tums in hand...tender...hurting...for all who have eaten terribly hot things, know there is always a Nagasaki, after Hiroshima.

Bottomline: I am 34 years old. I know better. I have eaten things I know full well will utterly destroy my digestive system, but yet I continue because I like that sweet 10-15 seconds of chewing and tasting that flavor. How simply similar my appetite to sin. I enjoy that simple 10-15 seconds of pleasure only to suffer so much for it later. Whether my tongue, my eyes, or whatever thought escapes me...if written down in front of me...I would deny it 100 times...but it has something different. Its like an aroma or draw...that is even better than the sin itself...I think that's called the temptation. I hate to admit it, but fighting the 'sin' is easy...but fighting the lure of temptation is much tougher. Maybe this is why, Christ said, "...and lead us not into temptation..."

Fight the temptation of 'flavors' and 'aromas' in your life, for they will lead you down a path you don't want to go.

"If you aren't killing sin, sin will be killing you!" ~john owen

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  1. Oh the memories of Quaker Steak and Lube. A new wings place just opened today here in Portland, IN (where we are currently in a summit). A group of team members wants to go. If I go, I think I will go in Walmart (next door) and pick up a bottle of that liquid pink stuff first. Good application! God is teaching me to HATE my sin, and even my sin nature. I hope Hiroshima isn't too bad...

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