Fasting is never fun when your a foodie. Yep I’m a foodie. I love to look, cook, smell, and of course taste food. Get in my belly. The grill is a God given sanctuary for mankind to realize it’s true greatness. Smoked, flame broiled, roasted, fried up in a pan, food is the nectar of life.
That’s why after 4 days into a fast I had to ask, God what is this all about? I’m giving up some serious food moments here. There’s gotta be something You want me to know. That’s when He spoke this clear message to me. “Your hungry”.
The conversational thought that followed went like this,
me: “Really “Your hungry”, that’s all you got?”
God: “Feel your hunger”.
me: “I’m very hungry, so hungry I can smell the individual flakes of pepper on an omelette”.
God: “You need hunger”.
God: “When your full you tend to be filled with yourself”.
me: long pause “oh”.
God: “Would you like more?”
me: somberly “no, no that’s enough, that’s more than enough right now”.
Why fast? It makes me hungry. As silly as that seems, that’s it. Four days into a fast I get it. It’s taken this to realize the depth God wants me to hunger. Not from my rumbling guts, but an awareness that each and every day I need that same hunger for Gods personal relationship. It’s true, I needed to hear that. I need to know it. In my weakness God has spoke into me what makes me strong.
After fasting for forty days, In the face of immense temptation Christ spoke into the face of satan. “…man shall not live on bread alone, but on every word that proceeds out of the mouth of God”. Matthew 4:4