In this episode, Scott discusses the paradoxical relationship between Joy & Pain.
Finishing my second week of my fast, I was still blown away by how much energy I have and my heighten spiritual awareness. After Church, a few people who knew of my fasting asked me how it was going, and I told them that I have been very impressed with a physical and spiritual level of my journey.
Since I started my fast I have had a lot of interesting situations happen to me. First, I overworked my muscles during shoulder shrugs and because I was not getting a large amount of protein (from meat and shakes) I was sore for almost a full week. Second, during my prayer walks, I have had some interesting insights and moments that can’t be described on a conscious level. Finally, it had revealed a buried sin that needed to be repented of. It was one of those “ah-ha” moments that lead to a personal and spiritual transformation.
I went on my very first prayer walk around the downtown section of the City of Staunton. At first, I debate on doing it, because of the temperature being in the low to mid-teens. Since the purpose of my fast is spiritual, I decided to brave the temperature and do the walk. I parked my car at the library and began to walk towards downtown. At first, it was cold but after a few minutes I warmed up. The walk was amazing as I would continue to pray to the Lord for his wisdom and insight to what he wanted me and my congregation to do to make a Kingdom impact on the community.
As I walked I only made three stops. My first stop was on the steps of the courthouse to pray for God’s justice, mercy, and grace through the judicial system. My second stop was on top of the Stonewall Jackson parking garage. It was a great site to pray as it was quiet, windy, and I can overlook a good part of the city. It seemed like a long time I was up there, by myself, praying over the city. The final stop was at an abandoned restaurant. Since 2015, I have felt an impulse to investigate the property. I have a prayer for the building every time I walked by it, but this time there was purpose on the possibilities on what this site could be.
I then made my journey back to my vehicle. It was on that journey that I ran into a homeless person. The guy’s clothes were in tatters, he was very timid, and when he asked for money, he just simply asked if I had any change to spare. I went and gave him a few bucks, which his reply was very shocked. He kept trying to give me back the amount, but I told him, no, to take it and maybe get something warm to drink at the few shops around. When I made it back to my vehicle, I checked the time and was out for almost an hour and a half. I believe that the more consistent I am in my prayer walk, the more clarity from the Lord, I will receive.
The third Tuesday of every month, I have a minister’s meeting where all the ministers in the area get together for some fellowship. As I was getting in my car to go to this meeting, it occurred to me that there is always a meal provided. Would there be anything that I can eat? I get to the meeting and they have a lot of great looking food. Broccoli and Cheddar Soup (Can’t eat), Salad (can eat, but with caution), garlic bread (can’t eat), cookies (Can’t eat) Cheesecake (can’t eat), and cheesecake toppings (can eat the strawberries and blueberries as they are not in a sugary syrup like the cherries).
So I get a salad and a side of fruit. During the salad, I had to combat the chunks of chicken, cheese shavings, and croutons, while I ate the lettuce, cucumbers, onions, and olives. After the meal, the topic to discuss was, “what spiritual disciplines are you participating in?” The hosting pastor knew about my fast and asked me to share my experiences. I talked about everything that I mentioned on Day 8 of my fast. Other pastors talked about vision planning, prayer journaling, and even sitting in silence. As I listen to each pastor share what discipline they are practicing I thought, “Can these other disciplines be heightened during a fast? My goal for this second week is to try a spiritual discipline and see how it goes.
My daily meals were getting low so I needed to make a trip to the grocery store. My wife made an attempt to get food for meals for me as I began my fast but when I would look at the label, I would see words like yeast extract, egg, or the big perpetrator; sugar.
My trip to the grocery store was hell. Not because it was crowded or anything bad happened. It was hell because of two things cost and trying to find items I can eat. Every item I would find that would be in the health food section or anything labeled “vegetarian” would have items that I can’t eat. I would find myself being frustrated trying to find something to eat throughout the week. By the time I got ready to check out, it was floored by the cost of everything that would barely last me a week.
I understand why so many people get frustrated when they try to eat healthy because even when something is labeled health it has “sugar” in it. The cost to eat healthy is also ridiculous. I remember an episode on the Biggest Loser where a contestant told Bob Harper that to eat health was difficult for her family when you can get a whole pizza for $5. Bob said during his aside that he cannot compete with a $5 pizza but what he can do is show the results of a healthy lifestyle. With tax reform, health care reform being hot political topics, I think we need to have food reform to make sure people can eat healthy and make it affordable.
I’m an extrovert. I thrive when I am around other people whether I am sitting in a crowded room reading a book, or having conversations with new and familiar faces. When my son has preschool, sometimes I will go to a coffee house and do work having a nice cup of coffee and soaking in the atmosphere. So when I dropped him off at school, I drove to the local Starbucks, ordered a drink, and sat down and began working. The problem? I’m not supposed to have coffee during my fast. But the troubling thing was I didn’t realize it until I had to figure out what I was going to eat when I had to take my son to the doctor. Luckily Panara had some items I can eat, so we stopped there, ate, and took my son to the doctor’s office.
I have had difficulty with fasting, due to my unhealthy relationship with food. Throughout my family history, we have been a family of emotional eaters. An emotional eater (EE) is someone who uses food as a way to comfort from any emotional distress or pain they endure. Going through a break-up? an EE will eat a tub of ice cream. Bad grade? a trip to McDonald’s is in order. I didn’t realize I was an EE until my Junior year in college where I went through a battle of depressions and ate out taco bell every night. So when I do a fast, I tend to subconsciously grab some food and eat it and it takes me a few moments to realize, “oh crap, what am I doing?” The same thing happened at Starbucks. Dropping of the kid, drive to the coffee shop, get some coffee, write up reports, read my devotional, leave the coffee shop, go to the office, leave the office, pick up kid, etc. It’s in those moments of failure, where I decide, “should I give up? I broke the fast!”
Routines are evil. I am convinced of this due to how repetition can lead to bad habits. When that bad habit has been established, it then becomes part of the routine. For those who smoke, we may assume that it is the nicotine that causes people to light up. But for some, it is part of the routine. stressed out? smoke a cigarette. 9:45? time for a smoke break. Even when one tries to quit a habit, more times than not the difficulty is not only the “good feelings” that habit gives him/her, but a routine is also a big cycle to break.
Even though I messed up with the coffee, I continued on track with the fasting for lunch and dinner. Giving up has been part of my routine, but not any longer.