Fast, Fact and Fiction

I don’t know which to write about first: the fast God desires or the fast at which I failed and what went wrong (and right) with it.

Thinking we should always start with God, with His word, here goes:

I’ve looked and looked in scripture, often, for commandments to fast. Found none. But there is much mention of fasting, both examples of people doing it (rightly or wrongly), and God’s commentary on it. The latter often begins, “When you fast…” which assumes it, as a given.

We will fast.

We do fast.

I’ve fasted; you’ve fasted; all God’s children have fasted (I think) — even if we didn’t realize it.

Sometimes you just can’t eat. You’re stuck somewhere without food. Or sick. Or sick at heart. Or scared nearly to death. Or overwrought with worry over a loved one. Or your heart’s so burdened with something else, you can’t begin to think of ingesting a bite. Sometimes you’re just so intent on what you’re doing, you forget to eat — maybe even prayer, time with God that would be spoiled by stopping and filling your stomach.

David fasted when his baby was dying. Esther fasted when her life trembled at the precipice of the king’s whims. Paul fasted: quite likely in prison, when rationed on shipboard during a storm, and when agonizing in prayer for the lost or straying. Jesus fasted in the wilderness right after emerging from his baptism, although the Bible doesn’t tell us just why (though we know He was about to start his ministry).

Surely these were all good and right.

But there’s also the bad and wrong.

God spoke about it through Isaiah:

“‘Why have we fasted,’ they say, ‘and You have not seen? Why have we afflicted our souls, and You take no notice?’

“In fact, in the day of your fast you find pleasure, And exploit all your laborers.
Indeed you fast for strife and debate, And to strike with the fist of wickedness.
You will not fast as you do this day, To make your voice heard on high.

“Is this the fast that I have chosen: A day for a man to afflict his soul? It is to bow down his head like a bulrush and to spread out sackcloth and ashes? Would you call this a fast, an acceptable day to the LORD?” (Is 58:5).

That’s the rebuke part. God in His mercy follows with the adjusted course to take:

“Is this not the fast I have chosen:

to loose the bonds of wickedness

to undo the heavy burdens

to let the oppressed go free

… to share your bread with the hungry

to bring to your house the poor… 

to [clothe] the naked…

“…Take away the yoke from your midst, the pointing of the finger, and speaking wickedness.

…Extend your soul to the hungry, and satisfy the afflicted soul…” (Is 58:67).

The context of all this, in Isaiah, is that the people are fasting to add power to their prayer, to try to get God to give them what they’re crying out for.

But these same folks have heard his rebuke, and refused to repent. Whether afflicting themselves and bowing “like a reed” because they feel sorry for themselves or doing some (fake?) portrayal of contrition, they’re still continuing the sins He wants corrected (above).

So fasting to get out of consequences of unrepented (uncorrected) wrongs or to twist God’s arm to give us what we want does anything but please God.

Jesus also told His followers, “When you fast…,” using legalistic Pharisees as (negative) example. Clearly he expected them to fast at some point, or He would have said “if” instead of “when.”

But the main point He makes is don’t do it to show off, to impress people. Keep it just between you and God — whatever its reason. And to insure they’ll do this, he tells them to wash up, comb up, turn off the sad-face, sprinkle on the cologne, so no one can even tell they’re fasting. 

Next post: what went wrong and what went right with my “fast fast” experiment of yesterday.

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Fast Fast, Slow Fast, or No Fast?

 

The movement wakes me (semi). It’s Husband rolling from bed to rise. Bleary, I mumble, “You getting up?” (meaning permanently, not just for bathroom jaunt).

He is, and so I make my reluctant body roll left to fumble-click the lamp to “on,” night-light level, so he can see what he’s doing. I try to utter something clever about is he rising while it is yet dark to prepare coffee for his household?…

But words still aren’t coming clear. I roll right to see the clock and jolt conscious. As for “still dark,” it’s that only somewhat!

“Oo! It’s late!”

“Yeah, what happened to you? You should have been up hours ago!”

He exaggerates.

“Must have been that fast fast I tried to do yesterday.”

I exaggerate, too. But maybe it did have this negative effect.

It certainly had others.

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When days ago I read Ann VosKamp’s invite to explore “the spiritual discipline of  fasting” for the next few weeks, I thought, “My! There I’d write from ignorance!”

So I considered fasting every Tuesday from 8 AM till 6 PM just to learn something, and (maybe)  have something to say the next day. But I wanted to experiment yesterday first. Am I glad I did!

“Better not to vow, than make a vow and not fulfill it” (Ec 5:5 NIV)!

Now I don’t want in any way to disparage or discourage anyone who’s embarking today on some sort of useful fast, fast or slow. (I call it a “fast fast” if it’s momentary each week like my projected one, and “slow” if it drags on for forty days— because  that can   s-u-r-e-l-y    s-l-o-w     t-i-m-e. That much I know!)

But I decided yesterday, about this skip-lunch thing, for me the answer to the title’s question for throughout Lent this year is “No fast!”

I now find I have much to say, even if it is quite ignorant. But it’s not wholly that, either, because I have yesterday’s discoveries to report, plus advice I got from others, and realizations from scripture and remembered personal experiences.

I have indeed fasted from food at different times, for different reasons, and know there are good fasts and bad fasts, God says so.

Actually, there’s way more to say than one post can contain  and not lose its readers (if it hasn’t already), so (God willing) I’ll write a second post this morning and publish it pronto, so whoever wants can click on “Fast, Fact and Fiction” below to read the rest.

For right now, just this: A Lenten fast ought to serve the purpose of sharpening our focus on Christ and His death and resurrection, possibly by freeing our schedule or shooing distractions so we spend more time and concentration on prayer and scripture reading and meditating on it.

“I’m giving up potato chips for Lent” won’t do that.

So before you start anything, you have that guideline I gained elsewhere.

More later. But now I’ve gotta go get out of this fuzzy robe and into some clothes, in case the doorbell rings… and get some nourishment, physical and spiritual… and…

See you later?

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Wherever! {A Heart’s Sunday Sermon for All my Mondays}

 

 

I worry about missteps. Not gross sin, but foolishness, time waste, judgment errors, misled wrong turns…

Because I did…

get fooled, make missteps, stumble and fall in ditches, lose my way and my time on convoluting detours mistaken for my route mapped out. Repeatedly.

And I so want to get it right, steward my time, mine true treasure from my moments, not get robbed by wasted days backtracked to arrive and bow in my King’s presence with deep red blush of embarrassment.

But I still play fool, get it wrong, wander off misled.

How this happens I often can’t even comprehend. I just sorrow, grieve, regret.

 

And yet. And yet…

 

Today we review the life of Jacob so far: He’s on return from a path of escape. Twenty years “wasted”! Cheated of promises, rewards, and time. Cheated by self, cheated by others.

But there were promises that held. Not from the human, but from the True. Grace, ever grace.

FIVE promises, the speaker said, when I was seeing only four:

“I am with you.”

“I will keep you” (from harm, from fear)

“WHEREVER YOU GO.”

“I will bring you back”

“I will not leave you.”

 

The WHEREVER YOU GO” he saw as promise in itself.

And now I do too.

 

Jacob gets dissed a lot today for his Genesis 28:20-22 words, as if he was wrangling a deal from God, “If You do this and this and this, then I’ll call you my God…” panned as meet-my-demands behavior.

But, I just realized this year, that’s out of context! Look at his so-called “demands” side by side with the Almighty’s already spoken promises, just five verses before:

VERSE 15:                     VERSE 20:

“I am with you.”             “If  God will be with me…”

“I will keep you…”           “…and keep me…”

“WHEREVER YOU GO.”      “…in this way that I am going…”

            …and give me bread to eat and clothing to put on,

“I will bring you back”        “…so that I come back…”

“I will not leave you.”        “then the LORD will be my God, &…”

 

See that phrase in the middle? Not part of those FIVE promises, right?

Yet what it asks, humble, falls far short of what God vowed before “the five” (Gen 28:13-14) — abundant descendants, rich in land, and even a blessing to all the families of earth!

Jacob could have named all these as “qualifications, demands,” but instead simply requested food to keep him alive to return, and clothing to cover his nakedness.

He knows his disgrace. And now he knows God’s grace“Surely the LORD is in this place, and I did not know it!”

And he trembles with awe and builds an anointed memorial to the place where God’s angels ascend and descend on the stairway to Himself. A place God promises him forever (v 14).

Jacob messed it all up. And it all lies in evident ruins, and he’s left destitute of all but his staff, without even flocks for its use. Yet God is there. And anywhere. Wherever he goes…

Wherever I go, even misstepping.

Wherever.

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A fountain of gratitude welling deep within, for these inviolable gifts:

“I am with you.”

“I will keep you” 

“WHEREVER YOU GO.”

“I will bring you back” (to where you need to be).

“I will not leave you.”

Gifts beyond measure! Grace gifts amazing!
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 Finding Heaven

Scavenging for the Stuff of Love

 

Scavenging with Ashley Sisk today (for Scavenger Hunt Sunday), searching for things to illustrate… Love, Duplicated, Paper, Plastic, and Trending

 

LOVE:

A cross-stitch anniversary gift I made dear Husband one year. We hung it in the upstairs hallway.

Duplicate?

This may be stretching it a bit — and may require some imagination (so I have a better “Duplicate” later on…) But I just had to throw in this archived photo:

Ice and snow left this silhouette one morning on the window of the wall where the cross-stitch hangs. Do you see the “swan”?

Side by side:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Anyway…

PAPER

Valentines of course! Commercial and hand-made.

I usually make mine. Husband hasn’t yet! 😉

PLASTIC:

The heart is plastic. The bell is glass, so… well, you can figure it out.

DUPLICATED:

(The Real Deal):

A “happy accident” happened while I was shooting photos for “Plastic.” Sudden sunlight flooded in through lace curtains to cast shadows onto bell and heart ringer and make glowing wood a mirror… with this result.

 

TRENDING

The trend experts say books are going obsolete.

(Not in my book! I’ll love and hang onto books as long as I can see to read them!)

 

 

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My Delight

 

He is my delight.

I delight to sit with Him, just be with Him, delight in His presence warming the air around me, warming my heart.

I delight to hear His voice, through love words scribed on pages all His own. His words are honey to my soul, elixir sweet, I drink them down, savoring each swallow with all my being.

I delight to walk with Him, on smooth paths or stony, for it is His presence, His clasping of my hand, the encircling of His arm, that holds me up and keeps my foot from stumbling.

He has given me every delight of time and earth and eternity, some to joy in here, in this mortal shell, but oh, the joy that will engulf when in Timelessness, unhindered I will see His face!

“In Your presence is fullness of joy. At Your right hand are pleasures forevermore.”

“Delight yourself in the LORD and He shall give you the desires of your heart”

— He shall be the desires of your heart.

Reveling in my desire, here this early morning.

Scripture references:  Psalm 16:11 and Psalm 37:4.

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