Murdering the glutton

I have been a glutton for many years. It was never a problem. I grew up thinking that life is about eating and making merry. If something tasted good, then I would eat till, till I could eat no more.

This usually would leave me feeling sick, unable to breathe or bend. I would struggle to put on my shoes or wear my pjs. I vowed to not be so terrible the next time. But next time the food was delicious… And I was in the same place again.

Within months the habit showed in my size. I soon was a fatso. I have been one from many years. And like any fat guy, I have tried the diets, I have tried to cut back, I have tried to exercise. It works only until I do not hold back.

A few years back, I realized that gluttony is a sin. So, I started fighting this sin. It was difficult. I kept gaining weight. However, in the recent past the signs of winning the battle seem to appear. It has been a long time since I have eaten until I can’t eat anymore.

While this isn’t victory, it is a good start. I am still eating much more than I should, but I thank God for the change. I need to keep on praying and fighting the desire to eat a lot. Am I no longer a glutton? May be not. But I still have a long way to go before I can be confident that I am not a glutton.