Icecream Fast...

I was sitting in the office yesterday and someone was telling a story about this man who snuck out of a monastary so that he could have some caffeine and talk to people and it made me laugh. It also reminded me of a time when I snuck to get icecream. I just want to go ahead and warn all of you out there who think I am perfect (totally joking), this story will show you a different side...

I was living in Nicaragua working with a church there as a missionary. A friend and I were staying with a family and one morning we woke up and started getting ready for the day, when breakfast time came around, the family told us that it was their church's day of prayer and fasting. Oh no! Somehow, we were not informed of this, so my missionary friend and I were quite hungry and we did not have a very good prayer and fasting attitude at all. We went to our room to attempt this fast, but soon gave up and decided we were too famished and that we would plan a prayer and fasting day at a later time (when? a day when we weren't hungry, maybe, who knows...). The problem was that we had no food in our room, and we being missionaries, didn't want to get food from the kitchen, because of course we didn't want to look bad ;) Instead we sat around talking about how hungry we were and I was wishing that I could speak Spanish, I can't remember if it was so I would have understood the fasting announcement and had a better attitude or so I would have known to stock up on snacks, but I really determined that I had to learn the language. Soon, I heard a bell ringing and the loud voice of someone screaming. "Eskimo, eskimo," I have never been so excited in my life. Eskimo is a brand of icecream and when you hear someone screaming it, it means that they are pushing their cart around the neighborhood. We were at the window in seconds, one of us opened the window and the other was digging for coins. We had to yell and try to get the man's attention because our window had bars over it, but finally he saw us and came to our window. Reaching our hands through the bars we were able to get icecream, and boy was it delicious...

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If it makes your thoughts about me any better, I have grown up, and have disciplined myself a bit more than I had when I was 18, but I have to admit, whenever I fast, there is a part of me that wants some icecream...