There are many plans in their hearts so I prayed for clear direction and financial provision for the new children's home as well as continued support for Khaodee and the Cambodia slum ministry.
Then I made plans to hang with my family. Whoa and behold, when I arrived my sweet mother had prepared this freshly made delicious meal for me. And I tried to avoid it. But eventually I sat right in front of it and just breathed it in. Hah foolishness. My mother and father acted like my voice of conscious trying to give me the clearance to eat it but reminded me that "fasting means no eating."
So finally I texted a friend and she replied "omg, save it! Eat it for left overs later" and so I did. And my father said, "good choice. Proud of you." Or maybe I made that last line up cuz I was proud of myself.
I prayed here and there throughout the rest of the day. But by 8 or 9pm-ish I had a little quarrel and got angry and without a moments hesitation I decided to break fast because of it. Ha! So I ate this delicious meal my mom gave me and I still prayed for the kids to trust in The Lord despite my disobedience.
I realized how quickly I turn to food to satisfy my emotions rather than turning to God. And I think that's how I normally operate, so it was a good reminder to calm down and give my spiritual garbage to God before I try to swallow the garbage down with food.
The day ended with personal repentance but a definite knowing that I prayed more today for things God is doing through Reacts than I have in a long time.
Blessings to the next up!