Battle of the Will

I must say, it's not all about me. I have the greatest battle. I am working on my weight...but that is not the battle: it's the will.

I am one of the few people that is not really concerned much about being fat. I was not always fat and found that now my indifference to it is actually pretty freeing. I no longer am freaking out and watching windows for the fantasy pound that may creep up.

I know my health pays a price, my looks pay a price but I really don't care about those things much. Yet, what I do care about is obeying God.
The motivation for me to lose weight is to obey God. He says to not put anything in front of him. Does that mean Taco Bell, and Subway? If it takes preference over God, yes.

Now I have a friend that would say I am trying to work my way to heaven. Nope. My faith says: love God, love others. But when my body is sick because I do not control my impulses- my service to others is hampered. I want to serve God because I love him and I love his mission. He was the example of serving others, serving God. That is my example as well.

So please pray for me.