Of Being a Slave

So today I did something I never do. I purposely went out to lunch by myself. Usually the amount of time I can be alone each day is the five minutes I spend in the bathroom. Then I'm lonely and bored. Ha. So I brought my Bible to Panera and chilled out and wrote in my journal. (I just tried to write "journaled"... which, turns out, isn't a word, according to my mac.)

God showed me one word in my Bible. Not even a whole verse. Just a word. Actually it's kind of two... "Bondservant" Ok so it's one, but it sounds like two. Anyway, He just deeply reiterated to me what it looks like to fast these four months. In case you were wondering He asked me to fast from guys for four months. A month ago. So I'm down to three. Not that I'm counting. ;) But in all seriousness, He showed me that in order to be a bondservant I must completely die to myself and my will for the sake of my Master.

I've been toying with the idea of getting a lip ring for a quite a few months now, mostly cause my friend Annabelle has one and she pulls it off super well. But I wanted there to be some spiritual significance to it so I could use it in my testimony, which is mainly why I don't have it yet...cause I didn't have a reason for it other than I think it's cute. But get this: when bondservants are freed after their seven years of servanthood, if they choose to stay, they have their ear pierced as a symbol of their life long devotion to their master. So, at the end of the four months, I'm gonna get my lip ring, as a sign of my life long devotion to my Master. I've been praying a lot about this, cause I didn't want it to be just a fashion thing. I feel like the Lord is gonna be okay with that. Proud of it in fact. :) Isn't that cool?

P.S. I totally had fun being by myself.

P.P.S. I know. I cheated. I was in a crowded coffee shop. So what?

It would go right there...On the left. Can you picture it? Right where Mrs. Darling's kiss is.