I learned this in a new way a few weeks back. I was called to fast and after a little over a week, it was ended. It was very sad to me. I mourned my utter dependence and the communion that I was having with Him. To go through each minute of the day calling on His name for strength brought me so close and so attentive to Him and His voice. I didn't want it to end.
I was under the belief that this fast would last for weeks as other fasts have and that it was the denial of food that was bringing me close to Him. In actuality, for me, it was the denial of my own strength, my own plans and just listening to His voice that brought the sweet communion. I was reminded that I am called to be in constant communication, constant dependence on Him to get me through every minute whether fasting or feasting.

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