I'll make part of my confession public this week: Lent has been difficult for me this year. And it has been so largely because I have done what I warned my congregants not to do. I have focussed more on my Lenten fast than on the necessary balance of a Lenten feast.
Fasting isn't easy, you see. It exposes the extent of our physical and behavioral dependencies. We may find that, as Lent goes on and the pinch of desire catches us off guard, we tend to rationalize our own rules away in order to get what the flesh wants. We break down. Either under the strain of self-willed obedience to (or under guilt of having broken) the rule we set, we begin to face temptations. Habits with which we thought we had ceased to struggle, desires we usually don't feel so strongly, frustrations we don't usually let get out of hand - all these compound the weakness we feel within ourselves. Fasting stinks.
Jesus, whose 40-day wilderness fast Lent follows, is our help, not just by way of example, but in that he has conquered all by which we are presently daunted. He was tempted by the devil during his fast too. He overcame the devil, though, not by his fast but by his feast. Man is not to live, we find, by bread alone, but by every word of God. Jesus did not conquer the devil by quoting Deuteronomy at him and sticking to his discipline. He conquered the devil by fasting the self-will and feasting instead on the Father's words and the Father's trustworthy will. Jesus, we must remember, is sent to the wilderness not by the Church calendar but by the Spirit - the same Spirit who had (at Christ's baptism) brought down the affirming voice of the Father to express Jesus' belovedness. Jesus is able to fast and become empty of fleshly desire because he is so full of God's word. He is abandoned to the sustaining and sending love of the Father, even in the wilderness. Fasting is opportunity to feast. We quit food because we have our sustenance in joyful-though-difficult abandonment to our Father in whom we are affirmed and whom we have chosen to trust.
To the extent that we fast, we must (if our fast is to be Christlike) choose to feast. For every bite we refuse we must be sure to receive in its place the word of our belovedness to God in Christ. To the extent I have fasted either to prove I could or - God help me - to "set an example", I have really been only feasting on self-will and self-purpose. No wonder I'm so stressed and miserable and tempted.
Oh, our Father, I turn to to you, your beloved, beloved not for my fasting or faithfulness - neither unloved for my weakness and selfishness. Full of you, full of Christ's victory and needless of my own, I choose now to fast self and feast on your words, not as work but as worship. Amen
