It’s
been a while since I’ve blogged. I can’t say if I’ve really missed it
or not. I’ve been enjoying spending more time with God and trying to
get used to the new changes within my household.
The next several posts for the next few days will be a compilation of the things that have happened over the last few weeks.
Now,
where to begin? Each year our church holds a Solemn Assembly. This is
the church taking the first week of the new year and dedicating it to
the Lord through fasting and praying as a church body as well as
families and individuals.
The
week before that, I knew we were getting ready to go into this
consecrated time and I had begun to pray and ask God how He wanted me to
approach this time of fasting and praying. I knew in my heart that I
wanted to hear from the Lord and I wanted this time to be different.
Immediately God impressed upon my heart to do a full fast and to fast
from the internet as well. And I knew this was a fast that God had
chosen. Isaiah 58:5-12
When
we arrived at church that Sunday, the Pastor gave different
instructions; to fast from ONE meal of our choosing and from ONE other
thing that consumes a lot of our time. Sounded like what I was going to
do anyway, except the meal part. I sat there and prayed, “Lord they
are only fasting from one meal...I could just follow them.” He
instructed me to obey the fast He had chosen and I knew in my heart that
was what I needed and had to do. I knew with expectancy that God was
going to speak to me through this fast.
This
was NOT a fast where He spoke to me, but a fast in which HE broke the
chains of depression and suicide from me. I can only recall 2 other
fasts in the last 5 years in which the Lord spoke to me or broke some
bondage from my life. 2011 was a great year of testing and tempting
from the enemy for me. Many times there was a weight and spirit of
depression/suicide upon me. Not many know the depths within which I
fought to keep from taking my life. There were times I could only lay
in my bed and cry out the name of Jesus. I couldn’t read, couldn’t
sing, couldn’t pray....I could only call out the name Jesus and beg for
Him to save me. I knew in my limited frame of understanding that if I
were to come through that time, it would only be because of Jesus and
nothing that I had done in my own works. And sure enough, He did bring
me through but in the first week of 2012, He broke the bondage from me.
I
knew the moment it broke from my life. I awoke on that Tuesday with a
smile on my face and knew a lightness in my heart that I had not felt in
over a year. I knew the season of the deep valley of the shadow of
death was over and the joy of the Lord was upon me.
I
actually went through the rest of the fast without a desire for food.
My sister and I talked about various recipes and she continually
apologized for “tempting” me, but not once was I even yearning for
food. The only difference this time is that my children are much older
than the first time I ever fasted, so I never had to cook meals. They
took care of the meals themselves.
The
following Sunday, I was able to give an amazing testimony to several
people about the goodness of the Lord and what He had accomplished
during the fast He had chosen. He also gave me a new heart and desire
for my marriage. I prayed at the end of the fast that God would
continue to call me to a fast of His choosing throughout this year.
Isaiah 55:6 Seek the Lord while He may be found; Call upon Him while He is near.
Isaiah
55:8-11 For my thoughts are not your thoughts, Nor are your ways My
ways, “declares the Lord. “For as the heavens are higher than the earth,
So are My ways higher than your ways And My thoughts than your
thoughts. “For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven, and do
not return there without watering the earth and making it bear and
sprout, and furnishing seed to the sower and bread to the eater; So will
My word be which goes forth from My mouth; It will not return to Me
empty without accomplishing what I desire and without succeeding in the
matter for which I sent it.
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