It’s not that cake is evil, but its lure shouldn’t control me. I admit, it’s the thing I like to run to when I’m sad, or my feelings are hurt or some other stressor reels me in. It’s a pattern I want to break but it’s hard. It’s been there for some time. Yes, it’s an idol. It helps to admit these things. It helps to know other women struggle with things too and want to reach higher. I know I’m not alone. I want to be stronger, healthier and a focused Christian woman willing to throw away an idol that trips me up. Last week I met with a small group of girlfriends. I thought I had the upper hand since I like white cake, unlike these chocolate gluttens gushing over a chocolate cake we all shared! Out of nowhere, I told my embarrassing story of how, years ago, my girls got together and fixed me a wonderful birthday dinner. For dessert, they went to the bakery and purchased a Boston cream pie. My response was so darn ugly and I said something