Dinner for tonight is done, which means only five more Daniel fast meals and we are there! Day 10 is just over the horizon and the fast will be done!
I have actually enjoyed this experience, as weird as that may sound. I have learned a lot about myself.
I found myself moping around wishing I could eat this or that throughout this process, and yet I am so glad that I decided to do this, even if it was a very last minute decision. <Insert churchy word> conviction rained down on me in waves every time I wanted to give in.
And I could not be more thankful for that conviction.
I took a little time to sit back this afternoon and reflect on what I have learned through this Daniel fast process. Sure, it is a little difficult, but what is the point? Am I learning anything at all?
And that is where I had a couple of thoughts on what I have learned so far and wanted to share.
Mmmm. Just the title is torture enough, right? A friend of mine told me that he works as a cook at Ruby Tuesday and was throwing some hamburgers on the grill yesterday afternoon and that is when the intensity of the fast sunk in for him!
So it is no secret that the Daniel fast is not the easiest fast in the world. But that is also a good thing. We are taking away something that is a big deal to us (in this case lots of different kinds of food) and replacing it with a much bigger deal. God. So in my case, the times I am craving a Frostie from Wendy’s or even a slice of cheese, I literally pray instead.
So here are a couple of tidbits that I have learned on this journey so far:
Recently, something that I have started learning more and more about is this idea of fasting. I had never in my life heard of doing a fast or known anyone who had done one. Honestly, the idea seemed pretty crazy to me.
But about a year ago, a friend of mine told me that she and her husband did a month-long fast. She drank water and ate nothing. For a month! I thought she was pretty “coo-coo” for doing this, but of course I just smiled and nodded and told her “wow, that’s cool!?”. But I had no idea why someone would voluntarily “starve” themselves and then say that it was a Christian thing to do. Seems odd, right?