the god Belly

Here’s a verse for the next time we think that things are too hard:

“But easy street is a dead-end street. Those who live there make their bellies their gods; belches are their praise; all they can think of is their appetites.” (Philipians  3:19)

For The Boy, it was because he wasn’t living on “easy street”, especially as far as his belly was concerned, that he had great, big, Beautiful Belches!  But I suppose you could say his belly was his god–a mean god who ruled his life with a type of torture!  Still, he did a pretty good job of not letting that god really take over, and not being totally depressed and discouraged.

But cheer up everyone–that was awhile ago.  We aggressed that sickness with a very specific diet, and his uncomfortableness went from every day, to about once a month!  And now we’ve confirmed that he’ll be able to stick to the diet while in rez, so we’re good to go!

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