I felt led today to take the day to pray and fast. I believe we all know the power of prayer, but often have a hard time exercising prayer. I am very guilty. There is no need to quote a list of scriptures about how prayer was a part of Jesus ministry and how it can make a difference in our daily living.
Two interesting things happened already in the past two hours. One, I felt prompted to go and encourage my neighbor and remind him that he is not alone. His wife left him for another man, a year ago. He is grieving alone and trying to make sense of the live he has to face right now. I rode my motorcycle to his place and took a few minutes to talk with him. With teary eyes he told me about his kids, bills and hardships. He thank me for coming and for sharing time with him. I realized after coming back home, how easy it is to pass by people close to us and not realize how much pain they might be going thru.

The second incident has to do with Julie. I felt prompted to let go of her phone number. It might sound silly, but I have kept her phone, and paid a reduced ($2) monthly fee almost three years now for her phone just to keep her line active. For months after the accident, I lived in denial, as if I was expecting a call from her any minute. I wanted to believe it was a dream which I would wake up one day and everything was going to be alright. I loved when she called me. I had a special song programmed, designated to calls coming from Julies line, 0985-189-535. That was Julies number for almost a decade. I let it go today.
In letting go of the past, I realized that expecting a phone call from Julie was totally unrealistic. But I think it provided a link between us. I needed something tangible I could hold on to. So I went to the my phone service provider and asked them to cancel Julies phone subscription. I am not sure why I waited this long, but I believe this was the day to do it. And I also believe there is a connection with this day being a day of prayer and fasting. God seems to nudge me in days like these to take steps of faith.
I realized too, that today is the 18th. It marks two years and seven months since the accident.
Two interesting things happened already in the past two hours. One, I felt prompted to go and encourage my neighbor and remind him that he is not alone. His wife left him for another man, a year ago. He is grieving alone and trying to make sense of the live he has to face right now. I rode my motorcycle to his place and took a few minutes to talk with him. With teary eyes he told me about his kids, bills and hardships. He thank me for coming and for sharing time with him. I realized after coming back home, how easy it is to pass by people close to us and not realize how much pain they might be going thru.

The second incident has to do with Julie. I felt prompted to let go of her phone number. It might sound silly, but I have kept her phone, and paid a reduced ($2) monthly fee almost three years now for her phone just to keep her line active. For months after the accident, I lived in denial, as if I was expecting a call from her any minute. I wanted to believe it was a dream which I would wake up one day and everything was going to be alright. I loved when she called me. I had a special song programmed, designated to calls coming from Julies line, 0985-189-535. That was Julies number for almost a decade. I let it go today.
In letting go of the past, I realized that expecting a phone call from Julie was totally unrealistic. But I think it provided a link between us. I needed something tangible I could hold on to. So I went to the my phone service provider and asked them to cancel Julies phone subscription. I am not sure why I waited this long, but I believe this was the day to do it. And I also believe there is a connection with this day being a day of prayer and fasting. God seems to nudge me in days like these to take steps of faith.
I realized too, that today is the 18th. It marks two years and seven months since the accident.
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