Sundays are indeed a day of rest at my house. A day spent in the house of the Lord, a day full of lounging around, lots of football, and this year with the football comes the disappointment too. This last Sunday there was an unusual knock on the door, and as I opened the door to the frigid air there stood a beaming girl scout ready to sell me...yep, cookies. I laughed at the irony of the knock, just ten minutes prior I had denied myself the oreos that I had been thinking about for 20 minutes. As I stood there, unprepared and caught off guard, I wanted to declare "Get behind me Satan!" But then, I remembered the sweet, little girl that stood there...lol. So I made the purchase and supported the cause, handing over the wrinkled bills in exchange for a chilled box of cookies. And then with complete satisfaction, I ate one cookie. In years past, I would have killed one box in one setting, but not this time.
When temptation comes knocking, I remind myself of my dreams, all of the things that I longed and had hoped to do one day but never did. I also remind myself of the reality in which I live, one of disappointment, of frustration and despair. But when temptation comes knocking, opportunity comes knocking too. An opportunity to choose differently, to live more wisely, to change the path that these tired feet tread on. Yes, temptation knocks...but opportunity knocks too. What is it you will do with the moments of life that seem so mundane, yet the ones that have the chance to radically alter the course of your life?
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