Today was interesting.  I definitely had more energy today.  I didn’t feel myself lagging like I usually do.  Getting in and out of the truck, I didn’t catch myself saying, “Lord Jesus help me.”  When we got to Daddy’s house today, after the 2 hour drive, I was able to get out and pretty much walk.  Usually, after a long car ride, the pain in my knees and ankles is so severe I just have to stand there.  My ankles do not hurt when walking.  They are somewhat stiff when I bend them while seated. I still feel twinges in my legs in random places, I imagine from the venous insufficiency.  And I’m up typing this at 10:58pm and I’m tired, but not exhausted.  This fast has been fastastic!  No appetite.  My stored glycogen is taking care of things.  I’m so glad I’ve been able to give my entire system a much needed rest!  Ok so I’m using past tense when I talk about my fast because I’ve decided to break it tomorrow.  I’m now going to develop my personal eating plan, consisting of fresh fruits, green juices and intermittent fasting, long term.

I believe that, when you’re on the right path, God rolls out the red carpet.  Meaning, He gives you what you need.   The photo above is the most recent piece of wonderment that appeared in my life today!  A Greenstar 3000 from my Daddy!!   He got it at the thrift store down the road, and it cost $20!  That’s not a typo.  I haven’t used it yet, but he cleaned it thoroughly and turned it on to make sure the motor came on.  What a treat!  So tomorrow I’ve decided to break my fast with a little green juice.

And to think my health destiny began with a seed that was planted by someone at Daddy’s job back in the 1970’s, a copy of Prevention magazine.   It probably looked something like this:

That’s when he decided to never again buy refined sugar, table salt, white bread, white rice, white flour, and he started going to GNC, buying vitamin supplements and bee pollen for all of us.  And we got our first Vitamix.  Yes, the beloved Vitamix blender has been in my life since I was 5 or 6 years old.  Seeds were definitely planted.  Sometimes I think about how God works, how the seeds of the past were placed in front of my Dad so maybe I could become someone greater, so that maybe my son or someone else crossing my path might be influenced to do something extraordinary.  Who knows?  I definitey know I’m not going to be out there preaching about health per se, I just want my life to be the message, and those who resonate with what I’m doing might get something out of it.