Cake and Ice Cream

Today was my companies March Birthday party....

I'm still in the soft/mushie phrase, and for what I've read cake is not on the list.

So I'm standing there feeling awkward, as everyone around me is talking about how good the cake is. Then my boss notices I'm not eating, and decides to announce his findings to everyone, like I'm an art exhibit. I've managed to stay on my plan, but it was really hard to stand my ground when everyone is looking at you, expecting you to eat.

My excuse, while true, was that I didn't want to ruin my appetite because I hadn't eaten lunch yet.

But honestly, that cake looked good.

Temptation, temptation, temptation.... In my head, I started to rationalize that maybe a small little piece wouldn't hurt, or maybe if I don't eat the icing no one will know. As I was going through all these scenarios in my mind, I started thinking about my post from yesterday. I have the power to choose.

I chose not to have cake, and instead participated in a conversation about birthday parties. I'm thankful that I didn't give in, and that God provided another way to still be included without having to break my routine...I thank God for small victories.