Fasting – Day Three

I’ve heard that it takes twenty-one days to make or break a habit.  Part of me wonders if I will have broken habits completely by the end of this fast, or just learn how to discipline myself in certain areas better.  David Wilkerson fasted from television and then went on to stop watching it for the rest of his life.  I don’t know if that’s going to be me or not…I do know that this whole venture is beginning to frighten me – in a good way.

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Fasting – Day One

My church just started a corporate 21-day fast.  The details of the fast were left up to individual discretion, meaning each person was able to choose what he/she wanted to abstain from.  Some members mentioned a full fast (no food, just water), others mentioned a Daniel fast (veggies, rice, beans, fruits, and water – no sweets, no meats, no milk), and I…well I wasn’t too sure when I woke up what I was going to fast from.

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Contentment – The $12 Principle

Have you ever sold books at Half-Price?  I remember my very first Half-Price experience.  I brought a brand new, never highlighted, semi-uncracked-spine, 954 page Anatomy and Physiology book that I had paid $300 for…and received $28 dollars in return.  A nice employee tried to explain the logistics of pricing, net worth, updated editions, and yadda yadda yadda – I left with an even $30.  In King James terminology, Half-Price did tithe unto me.

Let.  Down.

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In Search of a Silver Lining…

I love storms…now.  When I was younger, I hated them with bookish excitement and dread.  As soon as my lights flickered, I would be in the basement wrapped in a comforter, singing old Negro spirituals.  However, as I grew, I learned that storms are beautiful lullabies.  Heavy rain, Dark clouds, thick fogs, low light, loud thunder, bright lightning, bouncing hail – you name it, it sends excited shivers up and down my spine.  Storms are beautiful in a wild, savage-esque way.  They’re the perfect backdrop for a giant mug of chamomile tea w/accompanying introspective thoughts.

Like I said, I love storms.

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Who Told Me That I Was Single?

One day I woke up and I was a single woman.  Yes, my relationship status changed overnight, from too-young-to-even-think-about-a-relationship to SINGLE.

My fingers burn just typing that: S  I  N  G  L  E.  <<shudder>>

What happened?  I mean, really, what happened to me?

My co-workers noticed the change immediately; actually, they clued me in.  Between matchmaking of the worst variety, – Seriously, I could find better looking and more interesting dates at Churchill Downs…in the stables, eating oats…I’m saying I would rather date horses, but I digress – and heart-to-heart conversations about love and life it hit me with embarrassing accuracy: my singleness was showing!

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