So in my pursuits to find the balance between strict materialism and strict nonmaterialism, especially in regards to emotional sin ... I have a funny story. My stomach was rolling yesterday and I had the shakes. I figured it was because I had to much on my mind. All day, I tried to keep my mind steadfast on the Lord. I examined my heart for sin.. which I did find some of course. But I still could find no rest. When I went to bed, I started crying to Wes that I apparently did not have the right view of God because I could not relax. I silently cried out to God for peace and believed promises of Scripture for God to give us peace. Finally, I whispered the verse from Zephaniah.. "God, please quiet me with your love". At that second, I felt a lump in my throat. I lept from bed and puked bad Chik Filet all over the floor. Sweet relief for my soul. Oh the day, when we will no longer be one with this corrupted body plagued by disease and rotten chicken!
And what grace from our Designer to have an eject reflex!
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That is precisely why everyone should boycott Chick Filet. For some reason that place has always given me bad vibes... and now I know why!
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