Can it be?
Have I for so long forgotten to feed myself?
For nigh a year now I was slowly starving.
Getting lost in busy days, tossing aside the hunger that chewed away inside.
Yet, I did not die.
By some quiet miracle I made it to this moment of truth:
I nearly starved to death.
It was not my body that I failed to feed.
It was my spirit, left alone for days without nourishment or care.
And then one day I paused to look within.
Shocked at what I found: So thin of faith.
So weak of understanding.
So needy of encouragement.
My starving spirit cried the truth:
I must be fed!
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