Smallhouse Log

Good Friday

Ooof. Today is a day of fasting, and I don't want to. Which I know is the point. It's easy to find reasons not to do things one doesn't want to do. Doing the harder thing on purpose as a devotional exercise is, like, what Lent is. But I just bought some fun cereal, and I've got a lot to do today and need to take care of myself, and, and, and...

...and Esau sold his birthright for a mess of pottage.

I can listen when I have to, and I have to.

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