Eating Well

When it comes to diet I am not a purist.
But there is still a part of me 
That believes that I should be,
That I should remain unspotted 
From all that defiles the belly.
And to be honest,
I really wonder if that part of me is right.
I wonder if I would be healthier if I could eat “right” 100% of the time.
But it can also be confusing.
For one thing, I haven’t always had the means to eat just right.
I haven’t always had a choice.
And those times are actually easier.
You eat what God places in front of you 
And trust that He will preserve your life
If He intends it to be preserved.
It is much harder when you have the means to make a choice.
Then you have to do your best to be “good”.
But as in all things, there is a balance.
And too much “good”, I’ve found,
Isn’t good for me.
I’ve found that there is an untamed part within
That, if I try to eat too pure,
Will sabotage my efforts.
And so, I do my best.
I strive toward the goal of health.
But I also let myself partake in things, 
Now and then, purely for the sake of comfort.
And I shun the shame that would well up and say it’s not alright.
And this seems to keep the animal part of me at bay.
It keeps the hungry monster from lashing out and taking over.
And so strangely, I eat better by not trying to be perfect.