When Everything Fell Apart: Day 65 of Exodus 90. A Journey Toward Freedom and Brotherhood Sixty-five days. That’s how long I had been committed to Exodus 90—waking up early, praying daily, coldish showers, fasting, discipline, brotherhood. And for 56 of those days, I was locked in. I felt stronger, more present, more disciplined than ever before. And then like for many of us, Spring Break happened. I’m sure I’m not the only one who struggled this past week. Whether it was the travel and 13 hour flights, the shiny new foods, drinks and experiences, or just the routine-breaking nature of spring break where you needed to kick back and relax. No matter what it was, the reality is that sticking to Exodus 90 when life throws distractions at you is hard, really hard. And being in Japan when you also didn’t know what day of the week it was definitely didn’t help. The Cracks Begin to Show It started small. The first travel day was exhausting, so I skipped my reading, prayer, ma...