My flesh is really screaming at me this week. I am so tired of the ways that I feed my insecurities- wanting to buy more clothes, comparing my body figure to other women's, wanting guys to notice me, seeking affirmation like mad (Jeremiah 2:13). I've been thinking a lot about the verse in Psalm 127 that talks about "feeding on the bread of our anxious toil". I'm eating a lot of bread right now, and it's not life-giving and satisfying. My flesh is kind of like the shrieking eels from the epic film "The Princess Bride" (that'd be a good book title- "The Screaming Eels of our Flesh" :). And yet God is so merciful to me, and so faithful, when my heart is so quick to go wayward. That's why I'm called to a Lifestyle of Repentance... Not to beat myself over the head, but to acknowledge that I daily need the Holy Spirit to do a turn-around in my wayward heart, and bring me back to the living, life-giving Bread of Jesus. I'm feeling very thankful for the Gospel message this evening.