Today, I am weak. My eyes are tired, I don’t want to do any more work, and I’m hungry. I’m going to eat the cake (I made one yesterday. I’m not going to eat the entire cake … just a piece), but I will have to convince myself not to feel poorly about doing so. And that’s not a thing about body image or weight or any of those other things that might come to mind by such a statement. Here’s the thing: our church leader called for a seven-day fast from social media, television, and from day meals to…