The End of the Fast

It feels really weird to be at the end of this fast. After doing this for a month it has almost become part of my routine and part of who I am. I hope it continues to impact me and change me as I move on to the next part of my journey. Yesterday was my last day eating the rations of a Darfur Refugee and and the end of my fast. I started off the day with a little different breakfast than I had for the past 29 days. On day 29 we ran out of the farina wheat cereal, and I knew that I wouldn’t eat it again for a long time, so my wife made me some chocolate Malt-o-Meal thinking she would give me a treat for breakfast on my last day. She was wrong! I would have much rather eaten the same old cream of wheat that I had for the last 29 days. I couldn’t finish the bowl and had to choke every bit of it down because I knew that my body needed it. The rest of the day went by pretty normal compared to the last few weeks.

This morning started the process of breaking my fast. I had a couple boiled eggs, toast, and a small glass of apple juice. You would have thought I was in heaven if you would have looked on my face. The different flavors and textures were definitely something my taste buds were longing for. The only damper on my morning breakfast was the fact that I really felt like I was cheating the entire time I was eating. It’s crazy to think that normal food wasn’t the norm for the last month. I definitely am looking forward to not having to religiously pack my lunch everywhere I go and almost having to plan my day out according to my eating schedule.

Throughout this fast I have been very sensitive to it being called a fast, mainly because I started it off in need of losing a few pounds and didn’t want the focus of this fast to be on my weight. One of the ways I tried to keep the focus off of my weight was to not weigh myself throughout the fast. I’m not sure if this helped or not. It did give me the opportunity to talk about the purpose of my fast every time someone asked me how much weight I’ve lost. I weighed myself in this morning and I lost a total of 27 pounds in the last 30 days. That just goes to show how lacking this diet is that the refugees in Darfur are receiving. My prayer is that I can now try to use the amount of weight I lost to try and increase the awareness even more.

Throughout this fast I have taken every opportunity to talk to people about what is happening in Darfur. I have been on the lookout for opportunities in conversations to bring up the subject and help those around me come to a better understanding of the situation in Darfur. This also reminds me of Acts 17 when Paul preaches in Athens.

“Then they took him to the high council of the city. “Come and tell us about this new teaching,” they said. “You are saying some rather strange things, and we want to know what it’s all about.” (It should be explained that all the Athenians as well as the foreigners in Athens seemed to spend all their time discussing the latest ideas.)

So Paul, standing before the council, addressed them as follows: “Men of Athens, I notice that you are very religious in every way, for as I was walking along I saw your many shrines. And one of your altars had this inscription on it: ‘To an Unknown God.’ This God, whom you worship without knowing, is the one I’m telling you about.

“He is the God who made the world and everything in it. Since he is Lord of heaven and earth, he doesn’t live in man-made temples, and human hands can’t serve his needs—for he has no needs. He himself gives life and breath to everything, and he satisfies every need. From one man he created all the nations throughout the whole earth. He decided beforehand when they should rise and fall, and he determined their boundaries.

“His purpose was for the nations to seek after God and perhaps feel their way toward him and find him—though he is not far from any one of us. For in him we live and move and exist. As some of your own poets have said, ‘We are his offspring.’ And since this is true, we shouldn’t think of God as an idol designed by craftsmen from gold or silver or stone.

“God overlooked people’s ignorance about these things in earlier times, but now he commands everyone everywhere to repent of their sins and turn to him. For he has set a day for judging the world with justice by the man he has appointed, and he proved to everyone who this is by raising him from the dead.”

Every time I read this passage I am reminded of how the early apostles were on the lookout for every opportunity to tell people about what Christ had done in their lives and could do in the lives of others. They were always ready to share the gospel with anyone even if they might get put in prison for it. I think this is something we have lost in Christianity today. Our culture has deemed it inappropriate to talk about religion and politics at work or in public because of the controversy it may rise and we Christians are following suit. We worry about sharing the gospel with people because we don’t want to offend them or get in an argument.

If your reading this and you aren’t a Christian I would love to talk to you more about what Christianity is and means to me and how God has changed my life in major ways. Feel free to send me an email

If you are a Christian I would challenge you to start being on the lookout for any opportunity you may get to talk about how God has impacted you life. You never know how God may use you to impact the life of someone else. Remember what Peter says in 3:15:

“And if someone asks about your Christian hope, always be ready to explain it. But do this in a gentle and respectful way.”

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