Day 11 of Fast

Well, I’ve crossed the half way mark.

I made it through my crazy weekend without breaking the fast, that is a success all on its own.  I resisted muffins and pastries, lunch meat sandwiches, cookies, soda, queso, and enchiladas.

X has now fasted 3 full days (not in a row) and she successfully resisted pizza and birthday cake on Saturday only to come home and eat peanut butter on rice crackers. That’s success. Her other fasting days of television, iPad, iPod, and sweets are also going well. The fasting tv on a weekend is hard for her but really, I’m glad it’s hard. It needs to be hard for her to feel the sacrifice. Most days goes by and she can’t even remember what she’s fasting that day.

I don’t have that problem. I remember every minute of the day what I am fasting from.

My overall hunger pains have gone away but I’m sluggish. Not my normal, efficient self. Maybe that’s from lack of coffee or maybe it’s just God’s way of slowing me down. Whichever, I don’t like being tired all the time so I’m relying on God’s strength alone to get me up and moving every day.

I’ve been making a lot of the same stuff over and over. Sweet potatoes, regular potatoes, vegetable soup, salads, rice stir fry, and smoothies.

I did try this new recipe on Friday night though:

Cowboy Caviar Quinoa

It was quite delicious. So much so, I made more of it for today.

The hardest part of the fast I would say is working. Finding food to bring and eat at work. It takes foresight and planning – both of which I don’t usually have before I go to work. So I end up bringing a sweet potato, microwaving it, then eating it plain. Not the best but it works.

I know that God is really working on me right now. I think that’s why I’m a (self proclaimed) emotional mess. I don’t want to miss out on what God has for me but at the same time it’s hard to know if He’s really calling me to radically change so much so fast. I feel His presence all around me – I’m in constant dialogue with Him. Sadly, though, I’m not very joyful. I want to be but can’t seem to shake the weight of this decision.

I’ve sought advice from every wise source I know. The best advice I received from my Mother-in-Law last night was, “go back to Hawaii – you seem to make decisions easily there.” Amen? Amen.

I can’t tell you how much it means to me that so many people are praying for me and this decision right now. I thank God for you.