Okay, if I'm going to have to grill dinner between getting home (late) from work and going to choir, the charcoal has to be ready when I walk in the door. When I get home from choir at 9:15, I don't feel like eating a steak and a baked potato, even if they haven't been sitting around getting cold for two (plus) hours. It isn't that I'm not hungry. I just don't want to eat supper at this point.
Still, I'm betting that either the hunger or the indigestion will be keeping me awake tonight.
Ugh.
Thank you, Lord, for the blessing of food that is there if I decide I want to eat it. Help me to appreciate your gifts more than I do.
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