I’ve been contemplating lately what food is not.
Food is not my friend.
It may promise a feeling of familiarity, but in the end it betrays me.
Food is not my distraction.
It may divert my attention for a brief moment, but when the salty, greasy crumbs are wiped off on the front of my jeans, the issue I was avoiding still remains.
Food is not my tranquilizer.
Yes, it may numb me from the pain of my problems temporarily, but in the end, it actually compounds them.
And food is not my God, even though at times I may treat it as such.
“For I have told you often before, and I say it again with tears in my eyes, that there are many whose conduct shows they are really enemies of the cross of Christ. They are headed for destruction. Their god is their appetite, they brag about shameful things, and they think only about this life here on earth.” Philippians 3:18-19
What other things can you think of that food is not?