Did you say steak?

We are in the middle (well, 11 days into it) of a month long fast. I have to say that I want steak...real bad. The first ten days were fruits, vegetables, and water. Now for the next 21 days we are straight liquid. If we can get it through a straw...we are eating it. Potato soup and milkshakes were on the menu tonight.
Today is also the one year anniversary of the house of prayer. Which is exciting. It is only by the Grace of God that we were able to sustain it. And by Grace we will go until Jesus comes back. My slot is at 5AM this month. I dig it. I love those night slots. Even if it means getting up early.
I know this sounds dramatic, but I'm really upset that so many people are going to hell. I think the part that upsets me is that I talk to so many people everyday that are still going to hell. I've never said a word to them. I talk to people very infrequently about their soul. But what if I am the person talking to them at the very moment the Lord wants to save them. What if I am the last person they see before they die. Just typing this upsets me to no end. I was talking to a guy at the Starbucks in Target today about his soul and it made me very sad. I finally understood the fact that Jesus absolutely loves him. He adores Him and longs to be in this amazing relationship with Him. But He also longs to save him so that on the day of judgement He can be with Him in paradise. It's a very beautiful thing. But it kills me that people I know and people I love are still going to hell.
During this month fast we are praying for one person in particular. And of course I my heart breaks for my brother. I don't love him more than anyone else. But I cry almost every day because I love him. I see his face in almost every bald white guy. No joke. I hear his voice and hear his jokes. Dramatic. I know. But I love him. and I hate that he is going to hell. And I hate it. But I know that it doesn't matter what he is doing now. It doesn't matter if he hates God and if He thinks He is some mean guy...God is totally faithful and WILLING to save him.
Anyways. I'm exhausted and I have to be up for 5AM prayer.
Is that enough of a sobering update for you, Rachel :)