Yesterday morning I was enjoying my cappuccino and some biscotti. Aahh, I thought to myself. The sun is shining, Lent is over . . . and I am free to have sweets again.
I dunked a cookie into my frothy cappuccino and enjoyed it. Immensely.
But I did get to wondering. Why is it that the moment parameters, boundaries, or guidelines are gone, we immediately revert to old behavior? I didn't need that cookie, and yet I chose to have it just because I could.
Mature? No. It seems even after becoming adults, in many ways we are still children.
I now realize that when I decided to give up sweets for Lent, my heavenly Father was looking out for me. He used that time to gently reveal to me what was becoming a very bad habit of snacking throughout the day, especially on sweets. I'd pack the boys' lunches and pop an oreo (or two!) into my mouth; I would enjoy biscotti with my morning cappuccino and my afternoon cappuccino; when my toddler couldn't finish his ice cream, I finished it for him.
Like a child who wants a toy only once it has been removed, it wasn't until I couldn't have any sweets that I fully realized how much I snacked on sweets out of habit and without even thinking.
Our heavenly Father is a wonderful parent. With Lent He made me aware of a bad habit, trained me for 40 days to change that habit, and now with the Easter season set me free . . . free to choose to have the sweets or (and this is what I learned) free to choose NOT have the sweets. Now I decide instead of letting a bad habit decide for me.
So, as I sit there on this glorious morning with my cappuccino, today I choose not have those biscotti . . . just because I can.