It is hard to believe that I'm pressing up on the halfway point on this season of fasting. Truth be told, I let pride get to my head a bit after I finished the first week; yesterday and the first part of today were very hard. Pride and a.s I look back, I know I was drinking enough, either - neither of which made a hard, long, stressful day any better.
Due to the fast, I am cold all the time, and have been avoiding juices (cold) and favoring hot soups, broths, and teas (hot). However, the juices have more nutrients and so today, I've tried to me proactive in getting the juices in my system. For supper tonight, I even got creative with fruit - sauteed peaches and raspberries in cinnamon and coconut oil, then threw them in the blender with some vanilla and a bit of almond butter. My word, it was delicious! I ate every single bite with a spoon and savored it. After supper I got the best rest (I'm not calling it a nap, because I didn't sleep); just stretch out on the bed on top of the overs, pulled my throw over me, and just "was" with God for a bit - a time of mental praise and prayer. Warm covers on a soft bed with a full and warm belly - I was very content. But it made me sad - how many people tonight went to bed with empty stomachs? No roof over their heads, let along warm blankets and beds? Children? Mothers? Families? Today was a huge reminder of how blessed I really am.
A nice touch this weekend is that Jonathan is juicing with me this weekend - yay! Makes this four-day off shift more pleasurable. Pray for the both of us tomorrow, as Jonathan leads our church's Awana training, and I am prepping lunch for everyone. I will have juices with me, but I still anticipate it to be a bit difficult. In light of that, I'm off to bed; busy day tomorrow!
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