Peace & Blessings Sisters,
I'm on Day 7 of my 40-day Spiritual Journey. The past seven days have been ... interesting. Each day has brought about its own revelations.
I started this journey with the hopes of fasting. My weak spiritual body didn't make it one day with that High Hope. I also set out to pray a certain number of times each day. Again, being so far from where I hope to be, my ideals are far from my grasp.
Day One, I got so discouraged that I couldn't make the fast that I enjoyed far too much wine. The other days, I ate fried chicken wings like it was my last meal. If someone from Bojangles or the other spots left out my requested hot sauce .... uhmn, it could've gotten ugly.
I didn't and never want to make a mockery of fasting. I need God to work a miracle in my life so that I can breathe again, smile again, laugh again. How ugly is it when you're blessed with all of life's riches and you're still not happy. I am in need of nothing and I know that there are others who would easily trade shoes with me. But, I'm not happy. Am I mocking God? I do not intend to. It's just that somethings missing. I want to BE DELIVERED.