Day 20: Rediscovering my hobby

As I've said before, the media fast has driven me to find other means of recreation. After years of collecting dust, I've decided to break out the beads and create jewelry again.

One of my favorite shops in all Grand Rapids is Little Bohemia. They carried beads, fashion clothing, incense sticks, and unique global home decor. Unfortunately, I've been so busy that I have not made time to visit it in quite a while. I walked there the other day, only to find realty signs posted over empty windows. I felt very sad and slightly guilty for not having stopped by more often.

Still somewhat disappointed, I hopped onto Google to see what other beads stores might be in the area. There, only a few blocks further, tucked into a corner I should have noticed by now, was a shop called Bohemia Too. It had to be the same shop! Delighted, I rushed to it so fast I forgot to check the hours. When I got there, I was an hour early. Oh well. I decided to come back after I finished my classes.

Finally, the hour came. I stepped nervously up to the door of the shop. Pushing open the wooden door, I was encompassed by the beloved familiar atmosphere. The fashion clothing still draped from the racks. The decorations inspired by ethnic cultures around the world still sat charmingly on display.

"Hello," I greeted the cashier, whom I suspected was the owner, "I went to your other store only to find it had closed."

"We moved two years ago. You should have come back," the cashier replied with a hint of disappointed, as if to say, we really could have used your help. It was sort of a cold welcome but I shrugged it off. Nothing was going to undermine my joy in rediscovering this long-lost shop.

The beads were downstairs that made the shop bigger than one would assume from outside. Table after table were filled with cartons of beads and charms. I spent an hour inspecting them and gathering ideas. This seemed like a lot of time, but it was time I would otherwise spend watching tv.

I selected about a tablespoon of beads altogether, themed around my passion to travel. Tonight, I strung them together into the necklace I had envisioned while I was shopping. I would say the most challenging but most enjoyable part of the whole process was designing how the necklace was going to look.

It may be a slightly expensive new hobby, but it has brought to memory the creativity and fun of crafting. In fact, I have another idea for a necklace that I can't wait to go back to try out. Most importantly, I want to continue some form of the media fast after it ends tomorrow. I am not going to stay away from tv completely, but I am going to reduce my intake so I can focus on more creative works.

Day 19: Gorging on veggies, healthy habit or transformed addiction?

There is a trend I've been noticing in my eating habits, which can be illustrated by the meals I've had over the past two days. At 3pm today, I ate my first meal, a banana. For supper, I filled myself with a banana, yam steak fries, hummus, salad, an apple, and vegetable broth. Yesterday was similar. I ate green lentil soup for breakfast and again at school for lunch. I imagine to the other students it must have appeared most unappetizing, but there was a lot of zest hiding in that greenish muck. When I came home that day, there was on the table were set a large bowl of colorful corn salad and a gigantic pot of mashed potatoes. I relished that feast and even pumped down a healthy dessert. I've been finding myself consuming small portions during the day and then enjoying piles of delicious vegetables in the evenings. I believe this is some form of my desire for evening snacking resurfacing. However, as they are all healthy foods, I don't believe this is going to be a problem. If it is a habit I will want to break, I'm going to need to do something different, because, as this case shows, old habits do not die easily. They may just take on new forms.

Day 18: Lessons from a sheep

God has been teaching me a lot about personal finance as of late, especially from Proverbs. One of those lessons comes from the most unintelligent animal: the sheep. I was lead to read Proverbs 27:23-27, which speaks about diligence in taking care of one's own financial situation. Verse 23 says, "Be sure you know the condition of your flocks, give careful attention to your herds." While reading several commentaries on this passage, I found an amusing section about the sheep. John Phillips' book, Exploring Proverbs: An Expository Commentary, is particularly interesting. Renowned New Zealand sheep rancher Walter Bowen, who has contributed greatly to the sheep industry, reflected on the animals. He says although sheep are very valuable, they are the riskiest of all investments because they are the most susceptible to self-inflicted danger. Sheep are useful for food, clothing, fertilizer, and raw material (their lanolin can be used in cosmetics, ointments, and soaps). Summarizing Bowen, Phillips says:

A sheep needs constant care. It is the only animal that can get lost within sight of its own home. Within its own range it has adequate skills, but once it wanders beyond that range it has no orientation whatsoever. It will wander around in circles, often calling continually to advertise its panic. . . . Weak-spirited, a sheep is soon demoralized by pain. It will not fight back when attacked, and when it is only slightly wounded, it will lie down and await death (425).

Sheep take a lot management due to their lack of smarts and their ease to panic. The lesson I learned here is that whatever provides my food, clothing, and products of sale, usually a business in our American culture, needs to be looked after with care. I cannot be lazy and put it off, as the foolish son who did not gather crops in summer (Prov 10:5), but, like the ant (Prov 6:6), to take advantage of business opportunities when they are present. I will recognize them as they appear in season. Without care, I might let my expensive investments wander into danger while I am unaware. However, like sheep, businesses will provide a great return if for those who properly care for them.

Day 17: The financial side

In his book on fasting, Franklin speaks of receiving financial blessing as part of fasting. I am unsure how I feel about this. However, I have noticed some unusual financial occurences. I had not received any tips for the past few months. Since I began this fast, I have made $21 in tip money. Yes, that's right, twenty-one. How interesting! The blessings go beyond just being financial; I have been noticing extra favor at work. Things are just easier. I am still uncertain as to what I think about this, but it is sure fun and interesting to experience these things.

Day 16: An exception

When I woke up this morning I looked in the mirror. No! Yesterday's coconut rash had now encased my lips with miniature bubble wrap. If I let it persist, it may break out all over my face. In this case, the wheat germ is more like a medicine. Therefore, I am making an exception for the wheat germ. I stirred some into an apple, nut, and berry mixture, which pleasantly tasted like apple pie. Within minutes of consumption, the roof of my mouth metamorphized into baby skin. The puffiness in my lips has held its ground, but I'm sure in time I will be able to look in the mirror and be satisfied with what I see.

Day 15: Conditioning: physical and spiritual

Without really trying, I have been losing weight. Over the past two weeks, I have consistently lost a pound per week, regardless of the amount I have eaten. I expect by the end of this fast I will have lost three pounds total. It's actually most noticeable in my wrists of all things, which have rid themselves of any flab and now have a toned look to them. Following Franklin's advice, I did not go on this fast to lose weight (but he did mention it would be a side effect), and apparently it is a good thing I did. Who wants to lose weight around their wrists? As I was reading First Timothy today, a verse caught my attention. "For physical training is of some value, but godliness has value for all things, holding promise for both the present life and the life to come." I was reminded that even though I may train, tone, exercise, and carefully care for my body, eventually I'll step out of it and all that hard work will deteriorate in a coffin. Such training is useful to me now, but spiritually conditioning will last even after I receive my new body. It is for these latter benefits that it is truly worth training.

Day 14: Tasting recipes from Daniel's menu

Today I decided to try a couple of recipes from the Daniel Fast pdf resource on Resurrection Life's website.

The first dish was called White Beans and Sauteed Vegetables, but I substituted black beans for white beans. As I went to gather the ingredients to make this recipe, I could not find any carrots. I could not believe we were out of carrots. We always have carrots on hand. Having scoured the kitchen without luck, I gave up and left them out. In the next step, I fried the vegetables in our cast iron frying pan and, against the better judgement of the recipe's notes, used extra virgin olive oil instead of pure olive oil because we only had the best on hand. The recipe warned that using extra virgin olive oil for frying would make the product slightly bitter and should be reserved for drizzling and other finer tasks. After trying this recipe, I think I agree. Finally, I added the black beans. These dried out easily and didn't warm up much before beginning to shrivel. I think it would have been better to have had white beans to cook instead.

The second dish was Avocado Tomato dressing. I poured the ingredients into the blender and set it to spin. It is better to pulse this mixture because it doesn't blend well in the machine. The recipe called for a teaspoon of herb seasoning, which is not really that specific, so I took a look at the mixture in the blender and then at the spice rack. Italian seasoning seemed like it might be a good fit so I sprinkled it in.

After about a half hour in the kitchen, I set the two plates daintily on the table, said grace, and slowly tasted each dish.

At first, the black bean recipe was only okay. When I sprinkled a little bit of salt over it the dish moved up a notch. The beans were a little dried out from the cooking process, but chewing them they produced a delightful creamy sensation and their most prominent flavor was that of the olive oil.

Next came the salad. The dressing was quite fancy in appearance and was thicker than many other dressings. I pushed my fork through the orange-tan paste with its black flecks and sprinkling of red tomato seeds and listened as it crunched in my mouth. There was a nice slight lemony zest to it, but the most dominant flavor was the seasoning that made it taste like an Italian dressing.

On the whole, I'd say I like the salad better than the black beans, but the whole experience was enjoyable nevertheless.