3 things I have realized in the last few days

1. I have resented God for asking me to fast. I like food. It's good. I like eating food. It's fun. On the other hand, I don't like being hungry. It's not fun. It's probably the reason I've had trouble fasting . . . because I always grumble at God for making me do it. It's not an enjoyable thing, or a worthwhile thing, like it's supposed to be.

dang it . . . I can't remember the other two things . . . the either weren't important enough for me to remember, or I'm tired.

{sigh} oh well.

Dad, I'm sorry for resenting You for this.

It's supposed to be a joy to do.

A way to commune with You better.

To silence my body and listen to You.

Help me to really see it this way.

Because I know I want to know You better.

Please give me grace to enjoy fasting.

Thank You. I love You.

So be it.