Fasting and praying with the church
When it was announced last week in the church to fast and pray, I responded with a mixed reaction. I was excited that there is something that could finally compel me to do what I have been wanting to do for awhile but was a bit anxious because of the same reason. I thought to myself, 'How long could I fast?' I tried to be good to myself by not being legalistic (which I am prone to!). Day 1 came and I skipped a meal. Nothing really thunderous was revealed but I was glad I managed to discipline myself for that. The second day was haphazard - I ate a bit here and there. Had we not been stuck in the heavy traffic jam, we could have made it early for evening prayer but we came in a few minutes before end. Still, a note struck a chord as a short message was shared. Half an hour or so after that, we had our Inter Mission. What spoke to me among many was 'birth-right' and '...Esau I hated.' We looked into Esau selling his birth-right for a bowl of soup. Esau had eve...