tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6558346467182181313.post1050191017996905631..comments2023-09-12T08:09:34.122-05:00Comments on crocuses in march: rotten flesh stinksJessihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02164083558297556677noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6558346467182181313.post-47558329379381178792007-05-17T17:55:00.000-05:002007-05-17T17:55:00.000-05:00So true, so true. As for the coffee fast - one gi...So true, so true. As for the coffee fast - one girl from our church IS fasting coffee - all week - and SHE WORKS AT STARBUCKS!!! (Actually, I think technically she's fasting caffeine.) On Tues when I talked to her she was telling us how miserable she had been, headaches and all... I guess we all have these addictions we don't realize...until suddenly we can't have a fix...Jessihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02164083558297556677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6558346467182181313.post-4677150869472051262007-05-17T17:37:00.000-05:002007-05-17T17:37:00.000-05:00Sorry, but I am laughing rather heartily, Jessi. I...Sorry, but I am laughing rather heartily, Jessi. I can so empathize, though it's been years since I fasted. The Lord has actually been nudging me that direction again because the topic seems to come "out of the blue." I'm not sure what I'm to fast abohe exactly. I remember coming home from a picnic once and the Lord very clearly told me to fast for 4 days. Surely that's not the Lord, I reasoned. But He gently stayed on my case. I fasted and hoped for some lighting bolt experience. NOpe, just hunger. The first day was miserable, the second better, the third fine, the fourth great (till the last six hours, when I wanted to "cheat." heehee. What I discovered was just how much my life revolves around me, starting first thing in the morning with breakfast, followed not much after that by "what's for lunch?" and pretty soon wanting answers to the dinner question. I hadn't given God much thought, hadn't hungered for Him, hadn't wanted His word to be my food first thing, etc. So maybe it wasn't a lightning bolt as much as a mirror stuck in my spiritual face. What do you see when you look in a mirror? Yourself. It was the beginning of wanting to seek His face early in the morning, to feed on His word before opening the fridge. Now if He calls me to a 4-day coffee fast, I'm in big trouble .Zoannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07119513647613843627noreply@blogger.com