Thursday, October 6, 2011

Me, Myself & I

I have an on-going battle in my life right now.  It's not a new battle, but one that I have actually fought for years.  And periodically lost.  Here's the scenario ...

In the middle of the afternoon, I'm sitting at my computer minding my own business when, from the other room I hear a familiar voice.  The voice of my nemesis, my enemy, my foe.  Her sweet, sugary voice breaks my concentration.  I'm in the middle of a thought, in the middle of a sentence and she barges right in!

Myself:  Yoo-Hoo!  Anybody here?  I have treats!

I:  Uhm.  I'm in the middle of writing at the moment.  Please let me be.

Me:  Yeah ... you heard her. Let her be.

Myself:  I have chocolate!  Scrumptiously sweet chocolate.  Just for you!

I:  No.  I am busy and I am focused.  Go away.

Myself:  Oooh ... looky!  I found that Buttterfinger that Lydia opened at the store the other day.  The wrapper is half off and ready for you to take a biiiiig bite!

Me:  That is so mean!  You know how she loves chocolate and peanut butter together.  Don't be a bully!

Myself:  Chocolate and peanut butter, chocolate and peanut butter!  Yummy, sugary sweetness!

I:  Do you mind?  I. Am. Trying. To. Write.  Leave me alone.

Me:  You heard her ... go away!  We don't want your candy!

a moment of silence ...

Myself:  Oh my ... did you see that there is an almost empty bag of nacho flavored Doritos in the cupboard?  There are just a few handfuls of crumbs left.  Or should I say, mouthfuls?

Me:  Oooh ... Doritos?  Really?  I love those cheesy chips!

I:  Hey!  You're supposed to be on my side!

Me:  Uh, right.  Sorry. ... but it's, uhm ... well, never mind.

Myself:  What's wrong with just a few bites?

I:  I'm not hungry, that's what's wrong.  I'm trying not to snack.  Now, shoo!

Me:  Right, shoo!  You just move along there, little Sneaky Snacker!

Myself:  Alright, alright ... if you say so.  I'll just be over here if you decide you need something to munch on.  Don't mind me and my crinkly package of Oreos.

Me:  Mmmm ... I love Oreos!

I:  Excuse me?  You are absolutely no help!

Me:  Oh, come on!  Just one?  One little nibble couldn't hurt, could it?

I:  Okay ... just one.  Only one and then back to work, alright?

Myself:  Yeah!

Me:  I'll get the milk!  Who wants a scoop of ice cream on the side?

Sound familiar?  I certainly hope so!  Surely I'm not the only one with the afternoon Sneaky Snacker calling my name!

I don't always give in, but more often than I'd like to admit, I end up relenting and having a bite or two of some sweet or salty treat.  Or three or four.

Sometimes I find myself on the other side of that nap-time nibble frustrated with myself for my lack of willpower.  How is it that the handful of chips or handful of cookies were stronger than me?  How is it that I couldn't say "no" to their wooing calls from the kitchen?  How is it that I can't control myself in the face of their sweet saltiness?

And then I remember ...

18 For I know that good itself does not dwell in me, that is, in my sinful nature. For I have the desire to do what is good, but I cannot carry it out. 19 For I do not do the good I want to do, but the evil I do not want to do—this I keep on doing. 20 Now if I do what I do not want to do, it is no longer I who do it, but it is sin living in me that does it.
 21 So I find this law at work: Although I want to do good, evil is right there with me. 22For in my inner being I delight in God’s law; 23 but I see another law at work in me, waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin at work within me. 24 What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body that is subject to death? 25 Thanks be to God, who delivers me through Jesus Christ our Lord! (Romans 7:18-25, emphasis mine)

This is an age-old battle and it's one that I can't win on my own.  But gratefully, I'm not on my own!

What battle are you facing today?

Are you fighting alone?

Jesus wants to join me in this argument between "Me, Myself & I"!

And He wants to rescue you, too!


Prompt:  1  Share a disagreement you're having with someone and let your readers be the judge!  Be gentle with me.  Myself.  And I. :)

Mama’s Losin’ It

Also ... this is Day 6 of 31 Days of Mom in the Midst
Day 6:  Me, Myself & I


  1. I feel the call from the kitchen in the afternoon when my son has quiet time. Oreos seem to call the loudest.

  2. You had me laughing out loud as I read the "arguement"! I can sooo relate!! :) Found you from Mama Kat's. Following you now. I want to read more! :) Stop by if you have a chance.

  3. I don't succumb to the treats as I used to. I don't have Starburst or Skittles stashed in my purse that I hide from the kids (or put in the freezer in empty vegetable bags b/c of course they won't open those!). For me, now, sadly, it's the call of Jose Cuervo. I answer him. Every time. Although more often (happily) I simply answer him by telling him to suck it.

    @JDaniel4's Mom -- The oreos! The oreos are evil!

  4. OMG I love it! I have agruments with myslef that are just like that! Too funny!


  5. Cute post! I'm definitely more tempted by salty than sweet--if I have a few chips, I have the whole bag! That's why I just don't buy them because I know I'm weak when it comes to chips. :)


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