When I was a little girl, I used to fish near my family’s lake house or on my grandfather’s houseboat. It was fun and I enjoyed it … until I hooked my finger. I was six or seven at the time, on the dock with friends, when I cut my finger. It wasn’t an emergency situation, I didn’t require any stitches or medical attention, but it still hurt. When I hear someone say I am/was hooked, I can relate! I can also relate to the fish who are suckered into biting a hook because of the tempting bait.
Do not look at wine when it is red, when it sparkles in the cup and goes down smoothly. At the last it bites like a serpent, and stings like an adder. Proverbs 23:31-32
While alcohol is not my bait, Solomon’s teachings in Proverbs is applicable to my struggles with food.
I am drawn to certain foods and, more often than not, they are not the best choice for my health. The fish that bites the worm probably doesn’t realize a hook is hiding inside that worm. The fish is simply following its natural sense to food and looking for its next meal. My favorite foods are those that look good, smell good, and, best of all, taste good. Like fish, I’m drawn in – hook, line, and sinker – and after I’ve eaten too much, I regret the decision. I bet there are many fish that regret biting into worms, don’t you think?!
But, unlike the unsuspecting fish in our favorite watering hole, I am fully aware of the hooks hiding inside of foods I know I shouldn’t eat, thus I am trying to avoid them. I am (slowly) gaining control of my eating choices and that’s no exaggerated fish tale!