CSUN's Spring Break and Monday Morning Fasts

This past week was Cal State Northridge's spring break. Despite my predictions of productivity, I pretty much just hung out with my husband. While I still had to go into Los Angeles City College for work on Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday, I'm overall very content with what I did with my little break.

I did virtually no school work. I tried to read Lolita for one of my classes, but just couldn't. I read about 65 pages of it and gave it up. If you know anything about Lolita, you know why.

I decided what I was going to do one research project on (the role/influence of the clergy/church in the Revolutionary movement of a Central American country) but I have yet to pick a country.

I purchased a book necessary for another research paper on the influence of the Bible on C.S. Lewis fiction (I'm REALLY looking forward to this assignment), but I have yet to begin it.

No, my contentment for this week can be understood when I tell you what I chose to invest my time and energy on rather than school work.

This week, I did the following:
Went to the gym
Had a picnic with my husband and his two little sisters
Read through some of Desiring God
Journaled
Had a friend over for dinner
Tried two new recipes
Went to have lunch with a dear friend whom I've missed terribly
Went running
Had an enjoyable evening in with my husband - he cooked a delicious dinner for me!
Decided that one of the C.S. Lewis books I'm going to read for the summer break will be The Weight of Glory. Still not sure what the other one will be.

Yes, overall a pleasant break. After this week, Los Angeles City College will have their Spring break. I'll try to be more academically productive, but that's the week before Resurrection Sunday so, no promises. In fact, let's just say I'll try to try. :)

I have also begun my Monday morning fasts. Every Monday, I plan on skipping breakfast to be immersed in prayer in the pursuit of an insatiable hunger and thirst for God. Today's Monday morning fast was so humbling. The satisfaction of knowing that I can completely depend on a perfect provider for strength and endurance is quite comforting. As time passes, I might extend the fasts for the entire Monday. The fact that the bulk of my prayer time transpires during my morning commute is also pretty convicting.

This morning I committed marriage to prayer. My own marriage. The marriage of other believers. The marriage of unbelievers. The marriage of our pastors and their wives. It's pretty amazing how I can already see the Lord answering some of those prayers. I'm eager to see how much more this unravels throughout the week.