On Day 8 of Lent, my prayer is that with each day, we’re a little bit more like Esther in the present world that we get to be born into.
I have nothing left to give God on Day 7, other than this frustrated prayer of mine, when my body decides to shut down.
Day 6 of Lent is just another day where I ponder: who knows why we have to go through what we go through?
Here is my sister’s prayer for me passed over to you, reader, on the 5th day of Lent 2020.
Day 2’s prayer is a meditation on the fact that Jesus, who is the eternal Son of God living in heaven where there is no pain and no weary bodies, chose to come down to earth in a body.
My Day 1 Prayer is inspired by thoughts on liturgy, the Old Testament and tabernacle things, and how life is just an arduous process.
Fasting is a fun concept, until you actually have to go through it. But in God’s economics, the more of the worldly things you give up to Him, the more He blesses you in the non-material things.
In this post, I trace and break down a subconscious prayer that became the starting point of how my life took a massive plot twist.