And when you fast, don’t make it obvious, as the hypocrites do, for they try to look miserable and disheveled so people will admire them for their fasting. I tell you the truth, that is the only reward they will ever get ~ Matthew 6:16Since September Dino & I have been discussing doing a longer fast together. Together because we can strengthen & support each other. Dino will be working so wants to do a partial fast. Not sure how this will work as I know virtually nothing about the Daniel Fast though I have found a really good blog on the subject ~ only because it's about food I got bored really fast.
I want to do a water & juice fast. Well, actually, I don't want to do it. Not really but the Holy Spirit is being pretty insistent. I want the blessing; I don't want to have to work for it. *sigh*
Anyway, I've been going round & round in my head coming up with all the reasons a longer fast is so not a good idea ~ & all the reasons why it is a really, really good idea because I know the first 24 hours are going to be horrible as the caffeine in my system dwindles to nothing but there are things in my life I want to break & there are promises I want to claim.
We've never done New Year resolutions. Superstitious nonsence & I know perfectly well every single resolution will get broken sooner rather than later, so why bother beginning? But this year I want something different. This year I want to position myself so I can accept the fulness of what God has for me. I want to begin my year by dedicating myself more fully to the one who died to claim me. I can sense a growing movement of the Spirit & the massing of oppossing armies in the spiritual realms & I want to be ready.
Very reluctantly I have been trying to psyche myself up for this. Just thinking about it makes me feel tired. I haven't even begun & I want to quit.
So there I was, the days dwindling away, the hours counting down & yummy food still in my cupboards. Somebody should hurry up & eat it! Anyway, I have had an epiphany: The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak. It is the flesh that has to die. Not such a great epiphany. No except for one thing; I have been made very aware that my flesh is one thing; my spirit is something else entirely.
I have been dreaming ~ not unusual for me. I dream vividly in technicolour big screen splendour. Always have. Dearest has always complained because of the intensity & realism of my dream life. He's got the blame for a lot of stuff that he knows nothing about while I reel in the aftershock of my dreams. However this time the dreaming is different. It does not have that dream~like quality & what I am dreaming about is the proposed fasting. And here is where it gets interesting because fleshly little me is still squirming looking for the loop~hole that will get me out of this but my spirit is rejoicing. Exaulting. Thrilled to bits. Anticipitatory. Excited. Dancing a little spiritual jig inside me. *sigh*
I didn't have to say anything & no~one would ever know whether I did it or not but if I keep quiet I don't have to be accountable. This way I am accountable. Water. Juice. Broth. I have no idea how I will go because I've never gone quite so long before & I know my weak points will be as I have to get dinner for the rest of my household & I'm tired, grumpy & low on energy. If you can spare them I covet your prayers. Yes indeedy.
Oh, & in case you're wondering, this after months of virtual silence from the Lord so I'm listening up as hard as I can. The best way I know to sharpen my spiritual hearing is to discipline myself through fasting. I am such a sloth. I can really enjoy puddling in the murky spiritual backwaters rather than working out my salvation with fear & trembling. So donning the armour, girding the loins. I think I need to mention to the Lord I'm a pacifist ~ only I guess He knows that & has other plans! Oh well.