Eating up twinkies and apple pie,
My physical body is stressed.
I cling to the rush of my sugar high,
But soon after I get depressed.
The physical food I choose to ingest,
Has determined the health of my body.
And I fear right now it isnít the best,
In fact itís become rather shoddy.
In the face of my plight what will I do?
To recover my health from this matter!
No more Cheetohís and Mountain Dew!
Oh my goodness my heart will shatter!
I know what Iíll do Iíll relinquish my fight,
To hold on to those junkies I cherish!
Iíll keep emí at bay but not too far away,
At an armís length and just out of sight.
And when I am tempted theyíll be right there
To indulge my physical senses.
Iíll fake myself out, believe my rogue mind
And hold tight my ingenious pretenses!
My spiritual food is much the same way
As I treat it as nothing but fodder.
I slip into a trance and myself I enhance
And act more like the devilís daughter.
I must say goodbye to the junk food of life
Every day in the flesh and the Spirit.
I must eat Godís word and His word I have heard
I must do and not simply just hear it.
So farewell Ďyou junkiesí I'm no longer bound
By the chains you so earnestly proffered.
By Christís spiritual food I have been renewed
Through the blood bought gift that He offered!
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