It’s hard to
believe I’m already on day 21 of the Daniel fast. In a way, I almost feel guilty because I
haven’t suffered. A matter of fact, I
find myself enjoying it. Is this
supposed to happen? Aren’t I supposed to
be afflicting my soul, and mourning?
Instead, I am enjoying the freedom it is giving me. Today, I saw one of the things I’d been
praying for come to pass in our faith fellowship. The past couple of years have been trying on
our fellowship, and many (including myself) had succumbed to a quiet
discouragement. Illness, offense, and unrealized
dreams had stretched our hope and trust to a thin strand. My prayer had been that hope would be reborn
in our fellowship. Today, I felt it was.
Throughout
this fast, the Holy Spirit has spoken to my spirit, “I have spoke, and it will
be.” Today, through the Pastor’s message, the Holy Spirit changed it up to “Speak,
and it will be.” These are the words of
life that make living for Christ such a real blessing.
This week
has also seen a complete reversal of much of the turmoil from last week. Each day has brought fresh revelation, with
an even deeper understanding of the Word of God. So much so, that even our Praise and Worship
services seemed to echo our daily bible reading. ESPECIALLY TODAY!!!!!
So, here I
sit trying to relate to you how sweet this fast is, and I don’t know how. I can tell you the physical transformation is
phenomenal. I’ve lost 13 pounds, and
haven’t suffered one bit. A matter of fact,
I’ve come to look forward to the many variations of salads that Glenda
prepares. She is making this fast so
easy. I was able to put on a ‘small’
T-Shirt last night, something I haven’t been able to do in eight years. A matter of fact, I weigh what I weighed
eight years ago when I began being self-employed. I put on a pair of jeans this morning that
just a month ago, I couldn’t even pull up to my thighs.
I haven’t
missed anything except for breakfast. Oatmeal with apples and raisins is wearing
thin. Other than that, I’m doing
fine. I hadn’t realized how badly sugar
had overtaken my life. Dr. Pepper, ‘Long
Johns’, and all kinds of other sweet junk had a hold on me. Now, that I don’t eat any sugar, I find I can
even smell it in food.
I’ve got 29
days left, one more prayer item left for the church, and about three other
personal battles I want to overcome. I’m
looking for the answers. Just call me EXPECTANT!!!!!!!!