The Fast after The Fast

I've felt for some time now that I should write a "follow-up" article about my participation in the NFC fast. Lately I've been soaking up summer (literally, laying on a floatie in our backyard pool) and not wanting to do much else. But, I want to remember what I've learned, so before I forget, I guess I'll put something down on this underused blog of mine.

The fast for me was a fast from comfort.  I ran every morning (almost), refrained from coffee and alcohol (completely), and didn't eat after 7pm (every day except for 2 or 3 times).  All in all it was a VERY successful fast. I was filled with more energy than I have been in a long time, I learned that I wouldn't "starve" if I didn't have a 10pm snack, and I actually came to enjoy my morning run.  The fast taught me that my bits of "comforts" or "crutches" actually were daily detriments to my health and well being.  When I followed through with what God wanted me to do, I was amazed at the life flowing through my veins (not caffeine). 

So often I refused to exercise for lack of energy, motivation or time.  Those were my excuses.  I ate or drank out of habit under the guise of "me time."  Handing those things over to God and letting Him be in control of my habits didn't completely take away the cravings, nor did it free up my time to devote to Him.  But I was able to focus on the plain and simple fact that those things I wanted to eat and drink are totally, utterly unnecessary.  

Obeying God is totally, completely necessary for a full, energized, righteous life.  When I let God be in control of my "comfort level" during the fast, He never let me down.  At times I was tempted or a bit sad that I couldn't join in - but that feeling was temporary. Knowing that I was obeying the "rules" that God had placed on my heart has eternal value. 

Another component to the NFC fast was supposed to be the ability to "Stop, Look, and Listen."  This slowing down was all but impossible for me to do in the midst of gearing up and going to Girls Camp.  But the last few weeks...trust me, I've sllllloooowed way down. I now have the time to relax and unwind.  I'm loving every minute of a very open schedule with time to read, play, and rest. In this "Fast after the Fast" I've been enjoying a few non-essential beverages, sleeping in instead of early morning runs, and occasional late night snacks.  But they have lost their grip.  They have lost their power as "necessary" comforts.  And I find myself more grateful to the One who holds me in the palm of His hand and gives me life.  A life I will live for Him.