Snack Machines
Note: Bare with me… this hopefully goes a bit deeper than the topic of food.
I usually bring my lunch to work, and at around the noon hour, I go into the break room to warm it up. Lucky for us, we have a couple vending machines in the break room: a coke machine and a snack machine. While I wait for my food to heat up, I almost always take a step over to the snack machine to see what is available. (Note: I always think it’s better to get Cheetos or Animal Crackers b/c you get the most quantity for the over priced bag).
Anyhow, as I search for what my option could be, should I decide to partake in a little snack, I think to myself… “Look at all these wonderful unhealthy snacks. Your body doesn’t need them, but boy would some of these taste good.” Right about then, the microwave dings, I walk away from the snack machine, and enjoy my lunch.
It occurred to me this afternoon while I starred at my reflection through the vending machine how easily tempted I am. Everyday I’m faced with temptations. It’s just a matter of saying no or choosing a different path. Being *lazy is right on up at the top of my list. (Yes, I’m almost always wanting to be lazy, and I usually give into being lazy).
If only it were that easy. If only temptations were kept neatly stacked in rows, AND the only way to get to one was to insert 50 cents. The hope is I would never pay to give in to a temptation, but as imperfect as I am, knows what I’m capable of.
Unfortunately, temptations (big or small and for all sorts of different reasons) come at me in all directions. Sometimes obvious, sometimes not so obvious. But wouldn’t it be nice if they were packaged in a machine?
*Discipline:
n. Training expected to produce a specific character or pattern of behavior, especially training that produces moral or mental improvement.
That’s what I need… some discipline.
Not that I would be able to get rid of all the temptations, but I’d like to build specific character. Then maybe certain temptations wouldn’t be so hard to resist.
I usually bring my lunch to work, and at around the noon hour, I go into the break room to warm it up. Lucky for us, we have a couple vending machines in the break room: a coke machine and a snack machine. While I wait for my food to heat up, I almost always take a step over to the snack machine to see what is available. (Note: I always think it’s better to get Cheetos or Animal Crackers b/c you get the most quantity for the over priced bag).
Anyhow, as I search for what my option could be, should I decide to partake in a little snack, I think to myself… “Look at all these wonderful unhealthy snacks. Your body doesn’t need them, but boy would some of these taste good.” Right about then, the microwave dings, I walk away from the snack machine, and enjoy my lunch.
It occurred to me this afternoon while I starred at my reflection through the vending machine how easily tempted I am. Everyday I’m faced with temptations. It’s just a matter of saying no or choosing a different path. Being *lazy is right on up at the top of my list. (Yes, I’m almost always wanting to be lazy, and I usually give into being lazy).
If only it were that easy. If only temptations were kept neatly stacked in rows, AND the only way to get to one was to insert 50 cents. The hope is I would never pay to give in to a temptation, but as imperfect as I am, knows what I’m capable of.
Unfortunately, temptations (big or small and for all sorts of different reasons) come at me in all directions. Sometimes obvious, sometimes not so obvious. But wouldn’t it be nice if they were packaged in a machine?
*Discipline:
n. Training expected to produce a specific character or pattern of behavior, especially training that produces moral or mental improvement.
That’s what I need… some discipline.
Not that I would be able to get rid of all the temptations, but I’d like to build specific character. Then maybe certain temptations wouldn’t be so hard to resist.
posted by netty @ 6:12 PM
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