It was Ash Wednesday. The beginning of the Lenten season.
And so I fast for the day.
Not so I can consider myself righteous. Or appear pious. Or to be deserving.
It's not about me at all.
It's a denying of self. An emptying of self.
To make room for Him and His holy Spirit to come in. To fill every part of me.
My body, heart, and mind. My life.
Letting go of fear. Trusting God to sustain me and provide for me.
And always faithful - He shows up and makes His presence known.
