Be Gone

   I found a picture on Facebook one day that said "I wear all black when I run because its a funeral for my fat."  Some days it feels like the fat is having more of a scene from "Weekend at Bernie's" than a funeral but I push on.  I wish I could lay hands on my fat like a old school Smith Wigglesworth revival casting out the demon of fat that rides my back everyday.  So I slap my stomach one more time and start moving to the next obstacle in my life.  I am an over comer. I am winning the war with myself.  Everyday is a battle of will and determination....  So decide if today is a building block or a stumbling block.   Only you can decide.....