Coffee and Chocolate

I sit down to write my first posting and to the left of me I have a mug with black Breakfast blend coffee in it and some Hershey's chocolates. It's a luxury and at the same time a entitlement that I have come to look so forward to. And so I snack on these treats like I have not eaten in weeks. The truth of the matter being I don't want to deal! With what? The sin that so easily entangles my very being! I should hate it, it should repulse me. But in some strange and twisted way I hold onto tightly. Like a child with it's blanky or bear, I find comfort in it. Comfort because since birth it is what I have done. The habits I've created are now my way of life. Things that I find refuge in when my life seems to go less perfect than I hoped for. When emotions seem to wash over me like a sea of cars.

Can God ever really bring about change? The truth being I know He can. But will I let Him? Another question that presses me to reach for my coffee and chocolates. I want to let Him. I really do! But the lies that Satan feeds me seem to scream so much louder than the voice of God at times. So it is today that find myself in this pit of distress. Back and forth the argument goes in my head, "let go or hold on?" I am a fighter by nature, so the former seems persistently unnatural to me. Yet God is faithful and the truth becomes ever clearer to me. God is asking me to let go of this control I so desperately want, so that I may enjoy the blessing's of true freedom. Maybe something I have never tasted in this lifetime. He gives it to me through the death of His beloved Son. How could I turn my head, when I have accepted the death of my Savior as a payment for this sin? I can't! So I will relentlessly begin to uncleanch my fist. Letting go of my coffee and chocolates, that for me represent a greater need. God will You take them from me and give me Your hand to desperately hold onto?