My 200th Post, Meg, Chris/Pace, and the Daniel Fast

This is, officially, my 200th post. Unofficially, too. :-)

I feel like the occasion requires something deep or spiritual or both, but I'm in the middle of painting my kitchen cabinets (again), and I have nothing deep nor spiritual.

So, I'm referencing a conversation my husband and his sister, Meg, had via iChat (She's in Australia) about the Daniel Fast we've been doing. I tried to copy and paste the entire thing here but wasn't able to. But click on over; there's a lot of food for thought, so to speak.

(And for those of you who've read that my husband's name is Chris, and see him called "Pace" on her site, that's another story for another day. Chris and Pace are one in the same. I promise I'll tell it--that's a good one.)

When I'm feeling--like right. this. second.--that I want to indulge in some macaroni and cheese, or a Diet Coke, or for the love of Pete, chocolate, I go back and read their conversation and remember why I'm doing it. Meg is like that--she has always steered me closer to Christ with her out-of-the-box love for God. When she and her husband, Ken, stay with us over the holidays, I generally am exhausted by all the theology and debating by about midnight and wimp out go to bed, but they're usually still going strong until the early morning hours. Meg and Ken have also pointed me to some amazing Christian writers I'd never have heard of otherwise, like Brother Lawrence. Now that's some good writing about honoring God while washing dishes!

Okay, I've veered entirely off my point. Go here. You won't be disappointed. Anybody who can tie in Big Macs, Hummers, and South Park to the Daniel Fast is worth reading.