Keeping Promises

Forty days and forty nights. Even in the bible, that means something. It rained for forty days and forty nights when God wanted to cleanse the world and start over. Moses was on a mountain with God for forty days. Jesus fasted for forty days in the wilderness. The list goes on forever.

 

So… as promised. It’s been forty days and forty nights since then. And, just like in the bible, it’s significant… but not something to celebrate about.

 

Why do I always have to sound so sobering in my blog posts? I should have downed a glass of wine before I started writing this. But nah, it wouldn’t change my mind anyway. After all, I made a promise to myself.

 

Count back forty days. But don’t regret looking back. If only someone else’s promise was kept, then I would be more than happy to break mine.

 

Sigh. November 6, 2010.