Well, you will all agree with me that most religious homes if not all see fasting as something that's important. If you don't fast when it's time/season too, you're in soup, as enh, you're in trouble. I grew up from that kind of home. It's a must for you too fast, if you don't you're fasted. You have to embark on some spiritual exercise, and fasting is the fastest way to get strengthened.
So, it was during one of this fasting season, it wasn't the popular/all round type, it was one birthed and done just within our family. It was a seven day fasting and prayer, and believe me I had done well till the fifth day, on the sixth day something happened. I was called by my boss for work, to me it's an answered prayer, I have been sitting at home for some weeks having no events to go for.
Immediately she called, I told her I will be available, and immediately I set out. I can't really say I've forgotten cause it kept coming to my memory once in a while as we were busy cooking, it was catering work, and you know how enticing all of those foods and soup will look like. And believe me, I'm not the type to be moved by food that easily, there are times I go to work and won't even go back home with anything, talk less of eating at the event.
But on this particular day, I don't know the kind of spirit that entered me or that entered the various foods we were cooking, those foods just kept eyeing at me, and I can't close my eyes while working, I have to open my eyes wide to work, and I can as well cook without tasting, believe me and considering the fact that I'm not even the only one there, I can ask somebody else to come taste for me, well that was what I later did, I'm glad the temptation didn't win, well at that point it didn't.
When it was time to package the foods and all, I didn't know the spirit that entered me, I just went and picked a plate, I dished out some food and sat down calmly to eat, like the way I sat down enh, you will know it's no normal, like something has entered me. You will think it was time to break the fast with the way I sat down calmly to eat, I didn't even pray. I just knew I was standing, the next minute I was sitting and the following second I was having an empty plate at hand.
Maybe if I had realized mid eaten, it would have been better, but enh, I finished the food before it hit me. How exactly did it happen, did I pray, what's the time, did I really eat it.....? And many more were the questions I kept asking myself. If you see the way I was looking from plate to spoon, you will think it wasn't me that ate the food. But it was already too late by then.
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