Over the past couple weeks here at Grace, God has been laying upon our hearts, as a church, to give ourselves to prayer and fasting. Two weeks ago, Wayne shared on Sunday a sense of spiritual attack in so many areas of our lives, and the concern that we focus so heavily upon the enemy of sin in our lives that we can functionally forget that we also have an enemy who has schemes and endeavours to exploit our inclinations to sin. So, as a church, we have been giving ourselves to prayer and fasting to seek God’s assistance in the fight, that he would help us see the reality of the battle we are in and powerful sufficiency of the weapons he has given us for the battle (Ephesians 6, etc.), so that we will depend upon Him and His grace and fight with all the strength that He provides.
But for me, no matter what need and prayer leads me to begin fasting, the question always comes up of how desperate for and dependant upon God I truly am. God is always faithful to reveal areas of passivity and complacentcy in my love and devotion to Him. He is always faithful to bring me back to feasting upon him…with each hunger pain I am reminded that I have a choice of who/what I will be satisfied with. Freshly experiencing the gift of fasting, I am freshly reminded with the dulling progression which naturally happens in my soul if I am not vigilant. My soul tends to be consumed with good things if I do not radically pursue the Greatest. Most often, it is satisfaction and enjoyment of “good life”, which is almost entirely comprised of the blessings of God, which tend to lead to my passion for God staying at the level of a tealight candle rather than a zealously raging fire. God uses fasting to purge my soul becuase it brings front and center the issue of whether I am going to deny myself for the sake of Christ, or whether I am going to be corraled by staying close to comfort. Sure, fasting doesn’t ensure that I, or any of us, will take up our cross, but it helps me train. Without use, muscles experience atrophy. Without strenuous training, my soul struggles to respond with strength and faith in the many testings I experience daily. But thanks be to God, that through fasting my faith is built as I moment by moment train in saying “no” to myself and “I hunger for you…you are the chief desire of my heart” to God.
I thank God that he has made me dependant upon food so that I can know what it means for him to be the bread of life. I thank God that he has given me hunger, so that I can know better what hunger and desperation for Him should look like. I thank God for fasting and how He so faithfully has blessed my soul through it.
How has God used fasting to strengthen you love for him and faith to sustain you?