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| Artistic liberties were taken in interpreting this scene between Jonah and the Ninevites. |
While I was undecided on how to begin, our church fast started. This was on a Monday. I am told that some folks prayed and fasted for me so I could find work. Thursday rolled around and I found myself at a cubicle doing my first day as a part-time marketing assistant. My day to fast was Friday but I didn't do it as you can imagine.
And try as I might I have not finished a whole day of fasting since then. Some I technically didn't even start: skipped breakfast at 7 but then had breakfast at 9?
You know what I realized though? It's not a season for me of anything like fasting. Instead this is a time to celebrate! One thing especially that I am celebrating is that I didn't even need to fast: exactly what we were praying for was dropped into my lap without having to go without physically.
Which of you fathers, if your son asks for a fish, will give him a snake instead?I'm coming out of a time of being sad and worried. Now all of a sudden I am working (neither poverty nor riches I might add), back in school, enjoying some art making, doing some meaningful service, and just generally contented. Instead of asking what to fast for, I think the question is why would I be fasting at all right now?
How can the guests of the bridegroom mourn while he is with them?*I have been heard out, taken care of, and delivered by the bridegroom... and that is best expressed with a good meal and a glass of wine!
*Out of context, but you get the idea.
