Yes, you read that right I fasted for over 52 hours already here in Guatemala. Why? Because my intimacy with The Lord has got to be more than just the surface!! It’s funny what happens to the body when you do not fuel it with food… It was my first night going to bed hungry when I could here the low grumbles and growls of my oh so hungry tummy, that I was first comforted by The Lord as I laid there in His presence and drifted off to sleep I was unafraid of what the hunger would do to me! But fear came in to my like a whirling storm the next morning as I opened my eyes I laid there and wept! There was absolutely no way I was getting out of bed!! I closed my eyes again, thankful to be alone in my own tent I plead to God “Father, if you want me to do ministry today you will have to move me. If you want me to go play with the kids in the center, you must give me strength… I’ve got nothing left.” As I laid there I felt an overwhelming sense of comfort and an extreme sense of strength! I rolled over and threw my clothes on in a hurry the lack of food could not defeat me!! Don’t get me wrong my body still felt weak but I was full, full of His grace and full of HIS love. Don’t get me wrong I sobbed on the floor during worship because I was breaking but in that brokenness I chose to push-in, I chose to buy-in and I chose to listen to what The Father was trying to tell me. Since breaking my fast, I no longer find any comfort in food, in fact sometimes I wonder if I could seriously just live without it (don’t worry I still eat). When I eat I’m not full I may sometimes feel satisfied but that is short lived. I feel full when I’m filled with The Spirit, I feel full when I walk in to our host home and feel the love from those I just met as they breathe life in to me! I used to comfort eat but now I chose to comfort pray! I used to go to food to fill me but now I go to Christ to fill me! I used to look forward to the next meal but now I look forward to the next conversation!
