so, cuss words. curses. swear. potty word. you know what i’m referring to… the four letter words. apparently for some reason these words have gotten levels put on them. like this one’s “ok” that’s one’s questionable. there is NO WAY you EVER EVER say that. to me that’s rather silly… kinda like levels on sin there’s the “ok” sins to the untouchables… ignorant but that’s other blog for another day.

but since there are these “levels” that have been established i would like to cast my vote for the worst “4 letter word” of all time. DIET!!!! to which i am currently on and to which i do not like. i am a plus size man and i LOVE my food. i like sweet, fried, with cheese, and a side of ranch please and a large sweet tea… feel me? always have always will. but i am currently in an effort to bring my plus “sizedness” and it’s appetite under subjection. and as much as i do not like it… i know it’s necessary and some how get some relief in that. 

my hope is that not only will my plump “i wanna eat everything that’s bad” nature be brought into subjection but also by telling my body no i will be telling my imperfect physical nature (in the spiritual sense) no as well. and much like what with a fast the human side will know it’s not in control that there is somebody else at the reins. because like paul said in 1 Corinthians 9:27 i have to get my body disciplined so that i don’t get disqualified from the race myself.

as wierd as it may seem south beach diet is currently one way of bringing my body into subjection by saying you can’t do and have everything you want. and for those that really know me know how hard this is for me… and for those that don’t know me, trust me it’s HARD for the kid. south beach is mine… what’s yours? we all need something.