I have a song in my head. You know how that goes. You go about your daily routines, working, scanning social media sites, talking to friends, checking the to-list and all the while, it keeps creeping back and won’t loosen its grip. Many times I wonder at my brain and the selection it makes in looped musical torture, but not today.

Today I know exactly why this song is in my subconscious repertoire. “C is for cookie, that’s good enough for me.”

In case you aren’t familiar with the big blue furry monster and his obsession, here are some of the lyrics to that song.

C is for cookie, that’s good enough for me (x3)
Oh, cookie, cookie, cookie starts with C!
Hey you know what, a round cookie with a bite out of it looks like a C.
A round donut with a bite out of it also looks like a C.
But it is not as good as  a cookie.
Oh and the moon sometimes looks like a C but you can’t eat that.

No cookie monster, you can’t eat the moon. And if you could it would probably taste like the tofu cheese I’ve been eating as part of my Daniel fast. Don’t get me wrong, the food that God provides is delicious and nourishing. I’ve had some great meals these last eight days. But the thought of cookies has me really wanting the next two days to go by super fast.

If you were to go without your favorite things for 10 days, what would you want to do on the first day after the fast? Or maybe you don’t care about food—what else would you sacrifice that would make you dream of proverbial cookies?

I’m torn between these items on my first day after the fast:

  • Coke
  • Reese’s peanut butter cup
  • Steak sandwich
  • Wine
  • Cheese (some seriously yummy gourmet stinky variety)
  • Cheeseburger
  • Big piece of yummy bread smothered in butter

Or maybe I’ll just have another salad with water.

What would  you choose?


I’ve learned over the past three days of  this Daniel fast that I have an unhealthy love of condiments. Those sugary, sweet additions to the core of my meals that make them taste good. Oh yes, forget the tofu, give me toppings l can sink my taste buds into.

I’m actually surprised I’ve made it this far without sneaking a bite of something I’ve given up for God during this 10-day from-the-seed-only diet. But then, I guess the entire point is that when you Trust in God and let Him help you, anything is possible.

There are actually a few surprises I’ve come across these last couple of days. Here’s one—Muesli and soy milk are delicious. Who knew? I also have been making some good meals such as whole wheat spaghetti and the tomato sauce I made from spices and other more natural ingredients last night. God provides very well indeed. That’s not to say I don’t miss my chocolate, juice, caffeine, and other assorted snacks.

But then it wouldn’t be a sacrifice if we didn’t miss something, now would it?

Sacrifice is what makes us stop and think about God and beg for His strength. It’s what keeps us close to Him and helps us realize how much He takes care of us. The food I’m allowed to eat on this fast is delicious and filling. It really shouldn’t be a sacrifice. I guess that goes to show just how wonderful He is to us that He gives us such wonderful treats to spice up our life.

Thanks for the ketchup God.