I mentioned earlier that I was starting the Daniel fast on Monday. Long story short: all veggies, all fruits, no meat, no yeast, no sugars or additives, only water to drink. I've been a vegetarian for about five years or so the prospect didn't daunt me too much. I do like my morning coffee (And sometimes afternoon), but on the occasions when I don't get a cup, I've not really noticed an ill side effects. Overall, had you asked me, I looked at the transition as one that would take self control, but that wouldn't be too terribly difficult to accomplish. If you had asked me even yesterday afternoon, I would have still said the same.
Then last night, the mac truck hit me.
I'm not so sure I've had more than two coherent thoughts between then and now.
I have slept - A LOT, been cranky, been unable to form coherent thought, been in a total fog, and been blankly wandering around trying to figure out where to even try to focus.
Tonight I'm actually starting to smile again, and I think I could work a few math problems if I had to. I might be able to read for more than 3 minutes at a time and my ears aren't ringing.
Guess who wasn't quite as healthy or prepared as she thought she was...
I think I could probably spend the next 19 days pondering the spiritual ramifications of that message. But I'm pretty sure God hasn't even gotten started with me yet.