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Intermittent Fasting while Fasting

Say that five times fast!

Dahlings

How are you?

I am fine thanks.

So at the beginning of every year I do a Daniel Fast. I started this with my old church in East London probably about 9 years ago and have carried on even by myself (and another friend) in Joburg. Every year I have been stricter than the last e.g. the first time I fasted I probably lasted for an hour, the next year I last an hour and three minutes, the next a whole week - see the pattern? As the years have gone by though I have found the benefits of fasting to be much more satisfactory than my constant need for chicken. It's day two and usually the first week is the easiest for me but it's been hella hard this time. I pray it does not incrementally get worse.

This year though I am determined to really make sure that I level up the Spiritual connection with God. Even though today I forgot because as soon as I got home from work I got stuck into my usual routine. I recognise that out of 52 weeks of the year I only need to dedicate 3 weeks to my spiritual growth. Will you allow me to preach for a second? Thanks. As a man thinks, so is he...this means whatever your thoughts you think you will manifest. Your thoughts are influenced by what resides in your spirit. If good, pure, holy, focused, disciplined and life giving moments flow from your spirit then guess what you will be thinking about? Taye Diggs? Yes, to a degree but it will mostly be what is pumped by the spirit. So I choose to discipline myself during this time to make sure that the year is in the best hands, the hands of the One who loves me the most.



Now, I mentioned that it's only day two and I am struggling. I found myself craving a good snog. I haven't thought about a snog that much since...ever! I was surprised at myself by how much I wanted to snog. As I was driving home I was like "what the heck is happening with me?", then I realised I am fasting. Don't get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with wanting a snog. I am a normal(ish) human being BUT it's weird how much I was thinking about it. Did I mention that yesterday I started craving Mugg & Bean cake? First of all, I haven't been to M&B in years never mind having their cake.

The one thing that I have never given up during a fast is coffee. I am all about coffee. Those who know me know that coffee in the morning is oxygen to me. It's that one thing that makes the pots to happen. I am able to think, talk and be a human being. I had it yesterday and today but from tomorrow, I have to take a break from my homie. This sucks. Nothing ventured nothing gained. It still sucks.

Day 2 done... 7 million more to go. Yay!

Seriously though, it will be worthwhile.

Chat soon.

xo
Stellah

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