Ironic that the purpose of fasting is to slow down. We take a break from ourselves by breaking ourselves. Fasting is symbolic of the sacrifice Jesus made for us; we, in turn our laying down our lives before Him, committing ourselves to a slow death of starvation. Yet, in this time we abstain from satisfying our hunger to hunger the more after righteousness and the presence of our God.
Today is day one on a journey to discover my purpose: God’s will and plan for my life. A fast isn’t for piety or spirituality. Its intent is not to raise my to a spiritual level above anyone, but rather to make me the lowest of men. I am to be dust that God may speak to me.
Abstain: restrain oneself from doing or enjoying something.
Neither have I gone back from the commandment of his lips; I have esteemed the words of his mouth more than my necessary food.
–Job 23:12 (KJV)
This is not where I am. This is my goal. Take from Scripture your encouragement and validation in every task set before you. The challenge is to abandon all to serve God. The prize is His voice spoken into your life.
And it came to pass, when I heard these words, that I sat down and wept, and mourned [certain] days, and fasted, and prayed before the God of heaven,
–Nehemiah 1:4 (KJV)
This isn’t about me, or you, or anyone on an individual level. It is about us all together experiencing a brokenness of spirit. Weeping, mourning, and fasting and praying should be our natural reaction to heavy circumstances. When life cuts us deep with a poisonous knife, we must get the poison out of our system. The poison is pain, grief, bitterness, anger, fear, hopelessness, and every evil emotion that would tear us apart. Weeping and mourning are the cure to dispel the poison; fasting and praying are the healing balm to restore our health and strength.
Strange that we would call the time of detriment to our body’s nutrition and strength a time of healing and rebuilding, but by God’s mercy that is what it is.
Be broken. Fall on your knees and weep over sinners, over the state of the world; over our country, our leadership, our twisted and perverse media. Weep o’er the erring one and lift up the fallen. Pray and weep for a dying breed of sinners. Pray against the living virus destroying soul and body. Let God break your heart for things again.
As always, thanks for reading.
–the anonymous novelist