7th Letter to my brothers and sisters. Fast

Dear Brothers and Sisters,

I have yet to receive any comments in person or otherwise in reference to the last letter. I had spoke about baptisms and what we have seen in the past and what we hope for in the future. This week is another sensitive topic. I took thanksgiving off to spend more time with my family and it was amazing. While on break I had a lot of food. A lot. I have an open honest and vulnerable confession to make to yall. I love food. I know that some of you may read this and think that you also love food. What is not to love about buttery rolls, juicy roast beef, or creamy cheesecake? I have had a horrible relationship with food for as long as I can remember. I have had bouts of eating EVERYTHING to eating NOTHING. Then I have had bouts of living off diuretics. Every time someone mentions fasting, I always use excuses for why I can not fast food. The reality is that I am imprisoned with food. That is why I can not fast food. A chain of events led me to Isaiah 58. Isaiah 58 talks about true fasting vs false fasting. It hit home for me. There are men who fast for my husband every week. Meanwhile, I don’t fast food for my husband. I have heard others say that fasting moves the kingdom. Last night I was led, by Merci Kouri, to Leviticus 3. There is a whole breakdown on offerings. A grain offering, or food offering, must be without yeast. Anyone who has ever made bread knows that yeast requires waiting to finish your work. SO, if we believe that we are not supposed to wait to offer our food offering, we are to skip the waiting and just offer him what we have. I am on a journey of learning how to fast for the sake of my time with the Lord. So far it has been rough, but sweet. I am praying you all figure out how to grow closer to the Lord. If that means fasting, great. If that means something else, that will be great as well. Grace and peace.