To fast or not to fast… that is (no longer) the question. I’m fasting.
As I said yesterday, I was debating whether or not to begin a fast – something I’ve not done since, well, ever. Not correctly, at least. So for the past two days I’ve been thinking about whether or not I should, wondering if it was perhaps God telling me it was time to do so, and then I realized that I wasn’t really praying about whether or not I should fast – because I knew I should. I was just stalling to rationalize not doing it. I mean really, who wants to voluntarily give up stuff they love? C’mon, who DOESN’T like eating?
So, I’m fasting. I’m not really sure if today counts as day two or not, because yesterday I did eat two bananas. For me, that’s a miracle. I’m the kind of guy that wakes up and immediately is looking to make a five-egg omelet with a cup of cheddar cheese, sausage, and four pieces of toast. (Gee, I really need to stop typing such wonderful things like that while I’m fasting.) If I eat two bananas, typically it’d be accompanied with half a jar of peanut butter, or three scoops of ice cream, hot fudge, and a cherry. (Something else I shouldn’t have typed – can you tell I’m obsessed?)
I actually felt great yesterday – no problems whatsoever. Of course, I was so busy working that I didn’t really have time to think about food, so it’s not surprising. I’d love to think that’s the secret to fasting – just stay busy so you don’t notice that you’re miserable – but I’m sure that defeats the purpose, seeing as (along with health) one of the benefits is spiritual – spending quality time with God. That’s tough to do when you’re busy working every waking moment of the day.
So last night I made the decision… yes, I’m doing this. I’m fasting. I immediately wanted a sandwich. Seriously. How pathetic am I?
But it’s not just food that’s a problem for me. I’m finding a lot of things distracting. A lot of things that are higher on my list than spending time with God. So… I’m also fasting from television.
Television has become a time-sucker for me. It’s the ultimate distraction. If I don’t feel like doing something, I turn on the tube. If I’m having lunch, I turn on the tube – and am still feeding my face four hours later. It’s almost like food and television go together for me. And what’s it say when you’re eating food, watching television, and you spend eight hours in a row watching the Food network? (Just kidding – I’m a “Fringe” and “Heroes” fan, actually.)
So last night I told my wife I was going to be fasting for a few days. Sure enough, she told me that the new seasons of “Fringe” and “Heroes” begin this week. (Grumble, grumble… cruel joke… grumble…)
Ah yes, I just know God is laughing… but hopefully he’s also smiling knowing that I’m doing this to spend some quality time with him and place him back on top of the priority list where he belongs.