
Lent began last Wednesday. I’ve been looking forward to the Lenton for about a month now. I don’t know when in my faith this happened, but I just kind of naturally phased into desiring to practice it. Lent last for 40 weekdays, breaking every Sunday for a “feast day” in which whatever you are fasting from for numerous reasons. I like to do my own modified version of lent, seeing the feast day as an awkward point for me and my fast, so I cut out the feast day and start a couple days later.
This year, Im going to reread the book A Call to Die by David Nasser (which is a 40 day devotional of sorts). Back in my third year of college (four years ago), my best friend and I decided to run a summer “study” group in which about 12 of us went through the book together. The subtitle is “40 days of fasting from the world and feasting on God” and the more I think of doing this again, the more excited I get for the lenton season. I look forward to rereading my journal entries from each day, learning new things, and getting closer to God.
I’ve chosen not to share my what I am fasting from, since it keeps my pride in check; but I encourage anyone who reads this to join me in their own modified version of the lenton season. To truly fast from the world.. and feast on what God has for you.








The Weekend that was: Packing.. packing, and packing. We had a late night youth on Friday, which went super awesome. I totally going to miss our kids. And then I feel like I fell into the twilight zone and just was in a packing trance.
