Yom Kippur.
A day of dread: dreading the fast, dreading the loneliness of the soul in prayer, dreading counting the hours, minutes, and seconds until food, dreading the feeling you get when you’re thinking of all the dread, dreading the headaches, dreading the post Yom Kippur gorging, dreading the first sin of the year.
A day of happiness: happiness of cleansing the soul and body, happiness of being together, happiness of starting the new year right.
Pizza.
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Love.
Teehee.
You write well, Jacob. 🙂
Well thank you very much Ashley!
All the Best, Jacob!
Pizza, a happy conclusion. It’s for dinner tonight.
Yes!
Ah, yes – the struggle of fasting and making our flesh behave versus the aftermath of gluttony. I remember a three day fast with an ensuing moment of pigging out – kind of defeated the purpose, lol. But it served as a reminder the next time. Thanks for finding my blog – enjoying yours, as well.
Thank you!