I just heard a sound from the TV that was exactly the sound my tea kettle makes when it whistles. I wanted to make tea and put cream and honey in it and not care that that would be a shock to my digestive system right now and go against the principles of this fast. I don’t have any cream in the house, though, and I discovered early in this fast that drinking tea without cream and honey isn’t worth it. I’d rather do without. I didn’t have time to think whether I would tell y’all I’d done that or not. (I would’ve.) All this happened in less than a second. The Holy Spirit in me kicked the devil to the curb! It happened so fast I didn’t have time to fight it in my own strength, and I’m so tired and ready for this to be over that I don’t have much strength to fight anyway. That was really cool! Exodus 14:4 - The LORD himself will fight for you. Just stay calm."
I’ve had two cups of veggie puree this morning and am hungry again, so I poured myself a glass of smoothie. All through this fast, the smoothies have been what I like better than the puree, but this time when I took a drink I wanted to spit it out. It wasn’t rotten; I’m just tired of it. Two more days of this. Two more days and then I can start chewing again, eating the way God intended but a lot less than I was eating before. One practical way is that the oatmeal I have every morning that fuels my run can drop from half a cup to 1/3 of a cup.
Tomorrow's my last liquid day. Yay!