I find myself on day 1 again. I think back on previous fasts, what I've learned, what I've accomplished, and I think....right now all that matters is taking one day at a time. Apart from the knowledge I've gained from those fasts, nothing can help me accomplish this current fast but my own willpower. Do I pray for God's strength and grace? Yes, but ultimately I'm the one who decides to eat or not to eat.
So here I go again, desperate for change, yearning for self-control once again over my eating habits. For me, fasting is like climbing Mt. Everest. Not many people reach the top, but for those who do, it is an accomplishment full of pride, victory, pain, and significance. A life-changing experience like none other. This is why I fast. I have something to prove. I CAN, I WILL be that person standing on the top of the mountain looking down at those who will try and fail, try and fail again, until they take their place on the top.
I don't know how often I will post. I am committed to only doing those things which will keep me encouraged and motivated during this experience. Sometimes posting every day makes the journey seem longer. Other days it is the life line I need to keep going. So, I make no promises except to say when my fast is over I will post my results.