quite un-nutritious.
Might have to do with the really, really strained, already unbuttoned waistline (bad day to wear jeans). Or the five tacos consumed earlier along with baskets of free chips and salsa. Or the chocolate covered berries I know I'm about to eat as soon as I get the midterm munchies.
Still having trouble learning exactly what it means to glorify God with my body, even with the food that enters my mouth, and yet being satisfied with the body he's given me. I know that a lot of the struggle is due to my own laziness, gluttony, apathy, and greed, all character traits that are definitely not pleasing to God no matter how physically fit or unfit I may be. But some of the struggle also comes from being wrapped up in the lies of the world and of Satan - the occasional whispers that I'm not good enough or pretty enough or skinny enough, and never will be.
Where does one draw the line?

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question of my life...
please let me know when you've found the answer.
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