I usually keep a pretty clean diet because I really suffer when I don’t. I try to avoid processed foods, gluten, dairy, and sugar and focus on lots of veggies, fruits, and protein.
Anyway, a few months ago I discovered this local spot that makes the MOST amazing pumpernickel bagels ever. From a former East Coast Jew, that's saying a lot.
Well, eventually this bagel-flirtation grew into a full-blown obsession. I had to have one every day. I'd think as I drove up each morning, “Well, at least it's not cocaine or heroin. It's pretty innocent ...” But, while they might be fine for someone else, I'd feel sluggish and exhausted within an hour… a true glutenpalooza. I’d sneeze and sneeze after. And though I tried to stay away... I just couldn't.
Then last week I couldn’t take it anymore. I prayed with total conviction, "Oh my dear Divine, who made even these most ravishing and seductive of dark bagels... Please, please free me. I can’t keep on!”
Yet, the next day, back like clockwork. I put down my dollar but this time the guy glowered and barked, “No. It’s $1.25."
I didn't see the price had changed overnight, "Wait, I’m confused. It’s a dollar, right?"
Suddenly, he began screaming, "No! NO NO NO!! No more dollar! $1.25! You CRAZY lady? You go away NOW! NOW!!! NOW!!! No dollar!"
His family rushed out from the back and started in too, his wife yelling at the top of her lungs, even his usually quiet and demur mother ranting. His normally adorable little kid waved a dirty towel like a victory flag and yelled NO NO NO!
So I smiled and handed him back the bagel still warm in its paper bag. I made a small bow. "Wow, Thank you for helping me!" I meant it. He looked at me like I truly was now insane.
And finally, thank heavens, I am done.
Out of Bagel Prison.
The Divine answers prayers in the most creative ways if invited.
So….I can’t help asking. What do You want to be freed from?
It might just be one desperate prayer away.