Another Saturday Night....

Another Saturday night and I ain't got nobody
I got some money 'cause I just got paid.
How I wish I had someone to talk to;
I'm in an awful mess.
Another Saturday Night, Sam Cooke

I don't know that I'm in an awful mess...It's very peaceful (Romans 5:1); the cats are sleeping and I'm listening to an old Billy Graham Crusade. This is day 12 of the fast, and I find myself incredibly hungry and longing for coffee. I was tired today and actually took a nap, something I rarely do. I know that my body is under stress, I did not do my long run today. But since this a long weekend for me (Thank you Martin, even though this is pretty late to be celebrating your birthday), I can run tomorrow.

Fasting does have a way to letting you know what areas of your life are out of whack. I have had some time to do a lot of soul searching and praying. I am seeing some breakthroughs. I feel that this time of fasting and praying and reading God's word is equipping me for the battle yet to come. I feel something in my spirit telling me that I need to be prayed up. Or maybe it's because my life has been in such turmoil, I'm always looking for the bad to happen, instead of expecting the good. My attitudes are slowly changing, God can do that...and 2 weeks without meat or coffee or sugar can do that for you.

I took a Spiritual Gifts Assessment test at church, it's like Myers Briggs, but only it uncovers your spiritual gifts and your personality types. From the assessment you discover where your involvement in the church should be. I have the gift of encouragement and the gift of faith.

It's interesting because a close friend told me that he thought that was my gift, to encourage others. I have always said of my athletic endeavors that I do it to show others that you can start late in life and still be an athlete.

And faith, well I have had a true encounter with an angel, who saved me from making what would have been the worse mistake of my life. From that day forward, "I knowed there is a God"