my starvation
i fasted yesterday.
i wasn't sure if i was going to, but the second i woke up, with all the grogginess, that one thought come through loud and clear.
"today is the day you're going to fast."
so i did.
i woke up, i prayed, i fell asleep. i woke up, i prayed, i laid in bed, i fell asleep. it was pretty good.
so when i finally got out of bed (it was about noon), i prayed more and read and just generally sat around and thought.
then i had to go to work... this is where i get all my snacking in for the day.
and charlie said that the hunger pains were a reminder to pray. so, needless to say, i prayed a lot during my usual snack time.
when it finally came time to eat, i was ready for my two boca burgers.
here's the thing... i pretty much only skipped one meal and some snacks.
granted, i'm a snacker. and i don't eat three big meals, i just constantly graze a few little meals throughout the day, BUT...
i did feel hungry. and i felt different. it was a constant reminder of who i am and what i'm doing.
i never understood why fasting was held in such high regard. now i get it.
i always knew it was more than just being hungry. but i never fully understood the meaning behind it and the spiritual discipline that came along with it.
i wasn't sure if i was going to, but the second i woke up, with all the grogginess, that one thought come through loud and clear.
"today is the day you're going to fast."
so i did.
i woke up, i prayed, i fell asleep. i woke up, i prayed, i laid in bed, i fell asleep. it was pretty good.
so when i finally got out of bed (it was about noon), i prayed more and read and just generally sat around and thought.
then i had to go to work... this is where i get all my snacking in for the day.
and charlie said that the hunger pains were a reminder to pray. so, needless to say, i prayed a lot during my usual snack time.
when it finally came time to eat, i was ready for my two boca burgers.
here's the thing... i pretty much only skipped one meal and some snacks.
granted, i'm a snacker. and i don't eat three big meals, i just constantly graze a few little meals throughout the day, BUT...
i did feel hungry. and i felt different. it was a constant reminder of who i am and what i'm doing.
i never understood why fasting was held in such high regard. now i get it.
i always knew it was more than just being hungry. but i never fully understood the meaning behind it and the spiritual discipline that came along with it.
