The Parable of the Big Cookie:
What I Learned about Making Assumptions at Church
Here is the ridiculous and ineffective way in which I live my life: if I have treats within my reach, I eat them. I used to have the metabolism for this. No more. So I’m doing my best in this stage of my life to just avoid buying the treats in the first place.
I ate the nutritious portion of my lunch and turned with anticipation to the cookie. Then, like an idiot, as I was unwrapping it, I started to read the nutrition information on the label. I scanned the tiny type until I found the line I was looking for: “Calories per serving: 160.” Oh, good job!
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