My eating situation is very different when Jason is out of town than when he is home – in these two ways:
- When he is gone, I’m very unmotivated to cook anything nice. I’d rather save my efforts for a night I’m fixing food for someone else to enjoy.
- When I do cook, it’s only once for the entire week. Food lasts longer when Jason is gone and is eaten in a flash when he is home.
This week, Jason left on Saturday and returns Friday night. I cooked a large, “serves six” Chicken Tetrazzini on Sunday and have been eating on it ever since. Sure, I’m getting tired of it, but it’s just so easy and at least it’s a more substantial meal than a sandwich.
When I’m preparing a meal for someone else, I feel I have a responsibility to provide something nutritious and desirable. I don’t feel the same kind of responsibility to myself. Maybe I’m wrong to feel that way. First Corinthians 6:19-20 says, “Do you not know that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit who is in you, whom you have from God, and you are not your own? For you were bought at a price; therefore glorify God in your body and in your spirit, which are God’s.” I’ve been telling myself that I owe it to God and myself to eat well and that I should make the effort to create a full balanced meal. But I’m not there yet.
