Posts Tagged: “What am I afraid of?”

“AFRAID THAT I’LL MISS OUT”

On August 3, 2018 by Dteb With 0 Comments - down to earth believer

Snickers candy bars are calling me.

My wife and I are having a nice getaway at a B & B, and there are all kinds of snack foods, available for free—including Snickers candy bars, which I love.

Eating a bunch of candy and other junk food would be easy and fun, but I am trying to cut back on my consumption of calories and cholesterol.

Perhaps I need to ask myself a question.  It may seem a bit strange, but let me come at this in a roundabout manner.

When I am angry, I have learned to ask a simple question: What am I really afraid of here?

Why do I ask about fear when I’m feeling angry?  Because I’ve noticed that my fear often disguises itself as anger.  Especially for men, anger is preferable to fear—or so we think.

But then there are also fears that can masquerade as desires.  Perhaps the same question that I ask when I feel angry should be asked when I feel desire: What am I really afraid of here?

Since I was a boy, I’ve loved sweets.  When they were available, I would gobble them up as fast as I could.  You may say, “Well, little boys are like that.”

Perhaps.  But I’m an adult now, and I still tend to do that.  One of my wife’s favorite questions to ask me is “What happened to the ______________?”  (The blank could be ice cream or pie or any other sweet.)  Like God, she already knows the answer before she asks the question.

So, what am I afraid of that tends to drive me to eat the wrong stuff, to eat too much, to eat too fast?

One way to answer the question is to say that I am afraid that I will miss out on something good.  I have a zest for life.  That is good.  But a zest for life is one thing, a lust for life is another.  Of course I know, in my heart of hearts, that too much of something good ain’t good.  Still, there it is.

What would happen if I told myself another story?  What if I told myself that less is more, that deferred gratification is so much more pleasurable than immediate gratification is?  Perhaps I wouldn’t even need to believe this truth at first.  Perhaps I could just keep telling myself this, not because I believe it, but because it is the truth.

Meanwhile, the Snickers bars are still calling, but their voice is a bit fainter.  Maybe later!

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