“It’s a whole lot easier to ‘eat now and pray later’; and more fun too! ” the enemy in my mind whispers to me. I am already dreaming about the large bag of popcorn I hope to eat at the movie this afternoon. The Lord has been helping me to see if I pray first for help rather than later in repentance, things just might go better for me. Maybe I wouldn’t feel the tummy ache I now feel from the two pied high avocado toasts I had for lunch. Maybe I can resist when the hubby orders the large popcorn at the movies (and resist the longing that he will buy a big box with melted butter) and maybe I can resist eating too much bread and the butter if he just happens to ask if I want to go to the Cheesecake Factory for dinner. Yes, I need to stop and pray. Maybe I will do much better and make better choices when I am out this afternoon.