Fasting for thought.

I’m not the typical fasting Christian, I guess I haven’t practiced making it a huge part of my life… but the times I do incorporate it, it’s amazing what God shows me. Most people think of fasting as in food, but it can be from anything that you’re attached to and it consumes your time. I’m taking a few days break from Facebook and let me tell you… It’s been peaceful lol! I’ve got so much accomplished since I’m not wasting all my time with idle phone surfing. I finished reading a book my sister bought me, organized all the drawers in our bed room & game room, cleaned my makeup vanity including the brushes, and I even washed, waxed, and windexed the car today lol!!

Besides getting everything cleaned up, I’ve cleaned up my thinking. The Bible tells us to be still and know He is God, yet how many of us just sit in the quiet of our bedrooms or the tranquility of being outside? I’m sitting on my back porch as I write this with the wind blowing through my hair. Fresh sweet air! Oh how we take the sweet blessings in life God has given us for granted.

Social media constantly encourages us to share our hate for people either through Facebook statuses or pinning pictures on Pinterest about how some girl is a whore. So much negativity. So many temptations to grow numb to the fact that those people we talk about are God’s creation. I will admit, most people are no walk in the park but if we humbles ourselves we’d realize we aren’t either.

If something is causing negativity in your life, distant yourselves and realize you haven’t taken full blame for things in your heart.


A good cry.

Never underestimate the power of a good cry. I don’t know about you, but if I’m having a bad day or a bad week I can sense an emotional breakdown rearing it’s ugly head. Don’t get me wrong… I think they have a beautiful ending of relief, it’s just intense. Sometimes things have to get worse before they get better. With sore eyes and a stuffy nose, I write this at 1 in the morning and just having had poured my heart out to God.

I don’t know where I would be without my faith in Jesus Christ. He is my rock and my shelter that I take refuge in. I get so upset about the things going on in my life (health wise) but I know deep down it’s all a part of His plan. A plan I have very little hope in seeing sometimes. His ways are not our ways. I don’t want to be so hung up on earthly things that I neglect the eternal and my mission while I’m here on this earth.

God knows the frailty of our human bodies and spirits, He gets it. He doesn’t want us to suck it up and suppress our feelings. “Oh I have Jesus so I should be happy no matter what!” I don’t think so. God is glorified when we give up our control, when we let our face get red and ugly from sobbing so many tears. I see opportunity in being broken, I see how God is using his chisel to chip back the pieces of myself that cling to things other than Him for comfort or for happiness.