The sweet smell wafts into my classroom from the kitchen next door. As I hear the beep-beep-beep and the microwave door opens, I know immediately what's being warmed. Someone is about to eat a cinnamon roll.
And I'm starving!
My bag of carrots is inedible, so a snack is out of the question. I've just finished a conversation about Oreos and donuts, and chocolate chip pumpkin bread was brought in by seniors this morning for breakfast. And I'm famished. This is not my day...
As she walks by my door, the smell lingers and I can hear my empty stomach growl. It's two hours until lunch, and I know I can easily go grab one of those cinnamon rolls, satisfying my hunger and my craving.
I know what you're thinking. JUST EAT THE CINNAMON ROLL ALREADY! But the thing is that I don't eat sugar. Any sugar. AT ALL. And I know that if I eat just one sugary treat, my body will be very, very unhappy. Months ago, I cleansed myself of anything that doesn't belong there.
My mind wanders to a conversation I've had earlier today about holiness and being set-apart. It's the taking out of the unholy, the unnatural, the things that don't belong. My flesh adamantly wants to fill the hunger with the glittery pleasures of the world. My nature wants those sticky, gooey cinnamon rolls more than anything!!!
But the worldly pleasures don't belong in me. They will make my spirit sick. God demands holiness (1 Peter 1:16). He desires purity and anything else is sin.
So when she passes with her dessert that calls my name so loudly, I will ignore the temptation and remind myself that refraining from the impure is always right and always worth it.