Doritos are of the devil

Posted by on Jan 14, 2016 in Uncategorized | 4 comments

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It occurs to me that eating Doritos is like my pathetic and woeful concupiscence. I don’t even mean that in a funny way, though it is a rather over-the-top analogy.

I stared at an open Dorito bag for about 5 minutes, circling back to where it was as I was putting away things in the kitchen. It kept calling to me. I don’t even like Doritos all that much. The salt, I suppose, is the draw.

The problem is, once I opened that bag, I couldn’t eat just one. And before I knew it, I had gobbled up a quarter of the bag. I didn’t feel at all satisfied, and¬†it left a bad taste in my mouth. For all the wiping on a napkin, my fingers still carry the faint stain of processed cheese and fake ingredients.

Just like sin. Its ugly allure, my powerlessness to resist, and the mess. It leaves a mess.

I’m so grateful for the Sacrament of Reconciliation, and the availability of it time after time.

4 Comments

  1. At least it seems that for you, only the Doritos are the devil. In my world it’s Doritos, rice, pasta, chocolate in any form, any mix of salty/sweet food, bread, sugar, …and the list goes on. Some people say grace before a meal. I recite the Rosary to keep me from overindulging!

    • Hahaha. Chocolate. Pasta. Rice…bread. It is a struggle.

  2. Devilritos – like all sin, hard to stop after just one taste.

    Now if only we had that tacky orange skin feeling when we sin as a discouragement. Better than the picture of Dorian Gray which you could hide away.

    • ew. a good deterrent.

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