I love to learn new things.
I am not just speaking of information and data that I would eat up and
spit back out, but I am talking of the things that change me. I am talking about meaty doctrine. I am talking about that which I can come and eat and drink without price.
Isn't it interesting that we live in a world of fast everything?! Fast food, sound bytes, cyber space and text messaging. Though they come to us fast, they do not have any lasting results. I want something that has more substance than a quick fix, a standard answer, a rapid response. I want the real thing.
I believe when we learn to love the fast, it is because that which we will be digesting
will be delicious to the taste, beneficial to the heart, strengthening to the
might, and enlightening to the mind; it will certainly strengthen
the soul. No wonder we are asked to give
our all to God. In exchange we are asking for something
that would nourish every part of us our being.
I have been thinking a great deal of my desire to draw
closer to my Savior. It has been over a
year now since I had the experience of being told that there would be no food
that would ever satisfy me again. I am
living that truth every day of my life with every bite of food I eat. Don’t get me wrong, I am still eating and in need of
physical nourishment. But I am aware that the feelings in my body
and my soul are crying out to me for more, much much more. I feel desperate.
Now this desperation has gone deep into my soul. I awoke this morning thinking about
desperation. I was looking for examples
of people I could identify with who had experienced desperation. Who were they?
The woman with the issue of blood came to my mind. She was definitely desperate. For over 2 decades she had reached out for
medicine; solutions and remedies to her problem. She saw a great many doctors in her time. Her illness had taken its toll
on her worldly wealth and definitely on her physical strength.
As a woman, I
must assume her sickness had also taken a toll on her physical relationship
with her husband. He is never mentioned
in the story, but for her to have money on her own in that era would have been rare. I too have had difficulties with my health that
have taken a huge toll on my marriage, so I can only assume she has felt this
sadness. It also occurred during her
fertile years. Perhaps she was never
able to conceive children. What a
horrible thing for a Hebrew woman to experience. There was no shame like that of being barren
in that culture. With all these possible underlying issues, it is easy to
understand why she was so desperate to reach an end to her misery. This desperation is shown in her
determination to fend off the press of the crowd to reach the Savior. Can you
only imagine how focused she must have been? Clearly she had thought this thing
through in her mind. If only she could merely touch the hem of his robe. Her
faith was that great. He felt her need. She felt His mighty healing power.
In the Book of Mormon you can read about the father of King
Lamoni (we never know his actual name) who, after receiving some instruction in
a highly unorthodox fashion, comes to his senses. (God gets our attention in so
many powerful and effective ways.) He wants to learn more about this mighty
doctrine of God. After additional
tutoring, the great king proclaims, “I
will give up all my sins to know God.”
Sounds pretty desperate to me.
I have thought often of my feelings of hunger when I even
contemplate the fast. How desperate am I
for an answer to prayer? How anxious am
I for a solution to my problem? How
willing am I to put on the altar a sacrifice before I begin my prayer to
God? And now I am contemplating how
desperate I am to give away all my sins to know God, to give up my long search
for a remedy of my pains, my illnesses, my sadness. I am becoming desperate. And I wonder that He lovingly commands us to
fast?
I am discovering in the process of choosing to fast and pray that I have decided to give up ALL my sins to know God, even if I don't know what they are.
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