My life feels broken and shattered. My body and emotions feel like a rubber band about to snap. My head and mind feel like Mt Vesuvius ready to explode and if it does, it will destroy everything in it's path. I can barley get out of bed, so no chores are getting done. Laundry is flowing out of the laundry room and I have now washed the same load twice because I keep forgetting it. My house looks like a war zone because my body is the battle front and on days like today I feel like I'm losing. Especially the food battle and I'm not even fighting hard. My body is his temple yet, I find excuses for everything, like cookies, ice cream, donut holes and fast food. I want to feel better! I know that these foods make me feel worse and only feel good for a moment and sometimes not even that. I keep using food to fill the emptiness, that my brokeness makes me feel, when I should be using Christ to fill that hole. Every time I turn to food instead of him, I betray him for less than Judas did. The amazing thing is He forgives me for every betrayal. By myself I know that I will never win this war and that it's only through HIS strength that the war will be won.
