This is day 10, the last day of my Daniel fast. I wasn’t sure I would make it past three days but here I am, one day (or less now) from a yummy pizza. I have been free of caffeine, refined sugar, dairy, meat, baked bread, and all things processed for 10 days. I believe I did it without biting anyone’s head off or pacing up and down the hall trying not to cheat and sneak a bite of chocolate. All the glory and all the praise goes to God. It was God that kept me focused and held me back from temptation. With my love of food and diet coke and wine, it was clearly divine intervention that has gotten me through these 10 days.

I was okay for the most part but last night the cravings started to get pretty strong. Maybe it was because I was looking down the slope at the finish line. I’ve been thinking pretty hard about what I want to eat first. I know, obsessing a bit? Yes, because I want to keep up the habit of daily communication with God and self control and all that the fruit of the Spirit bestows upon us. I don’t want to gorge and eat just because I can.

I’m getting a new refrigerator tomorrow. It ‘s perfect timing to throw out a bunch of stuff that’s been lingering too long in the old fridge—along with some bad habits that need to go. I know I won’t conquer them all at once, but this experience has shown me just how strong and amazing God is—He can overcome my biggest obstacles with no effort.

Thanks for all who were praying for me and supporting me during this fast. Thanks to Pastor Mark at NCC who encourages our church to do this every year. He does it for 21 days but I’m a neophyte and this is a huge issue for me so I chose to have a goal I thought was extremely difficult but not seemingly insurmountable. Maybe I should have had more faith in God who of course could get me through another 11 days. But now that I’m fixated on having my glass of wine with some cheese and bread for dinner tomorrow, I don’t think even Moses could part me from that.

So in parting, thinking about getting through today and then celebrating, I’ll give a little nod to my favorite musical, Les Miserables:

One day more!
Another day, another destiny.
This never-ending road to Calvary…

Tomorrow we’ll discover
What our God in Heaven has in store!
One more dawn
One more day
One day more!

I’m taking a poll: If you were coming off a fast, what would you want to eat first?


I find doing something you think is hard is often not that hard. It’s getting to the starting point that’s the hardest part. Whether you’ve hit rock bottom and said okay, I’ll get off my butt and do it, or maybe just reached that point when you actually can let go of the control you think you have and hand it over to God, it takes that hard push to get moving before momentum takes over. It’s not easy—even though we are encouraged over and over again—but it really is awesome when you do and can see how God can get you through.

My attitude and habits needed to change, and I needed God to get me moving. So, now I’m on day six of a 10-day Daniel fast. I honestly didn’t think I’d make it three days but here I am thanking God for getting me through this. The thing that seems to work with God and me is I tell Him I’ll suffer the pain—cravings, hunger, desire, etc., for whatever I am trying to give up—I just need Him to keep me from succumbing to the temptation. “God,” I say, “please keep me from grabbing that bagel or coke, or whatever—just help me to not fall off this path.” And He does. He is so good to me. I am blessed so much and praise Him for family, friends, and a good life.

My friend asked me the other day if this was getting harder. In some ways it is and others not. There are moments, you know? One minute I’ll be dreaming about a cheeseburger and another I’ll be content and full after eating a veggie burger without a bun. Having said that, I did make “pizza” today that I can’t quite say was terrible but it didn’t really hit the spot. I’m not sure what I’ll eat first when I done this, but real pizza just jumped to the top of the list. Having said that, I don’t plan on gorging myself with junk when this is over. I’ve lost 10 pounds so far (yes, I know, lots of water weight, but who cares—I’ll take it). So I’m feeling pretty good and needed this kick start to a new year and a new me.

I had a goal last year that took a back seat due to all the tragedy that happened. But I’m going back to that now. I want to get in shape again so I can run around with the kids and maybe, just maybe I’ll sign up for the four-day trek to Machu Picchu. Now that is a very lofty goal. It will take a lot of veggie burgers to get there but if I keep my focus on God, maybe He’ll help me explore His beautiful world old-school style.

Do you have a dream? Do you need to restart your life? If you aren’t a follower of Jesus, I would encourage you to read the Gospels. Mathew, Mark, Luke, and John. All four are the story of Christ told to different audiences. It could be just the thing to save your life. He saved mine. And He can help you too. And you don’t have to eat like a vegan on steroids to be close to Him.

I’ve learned over the past three days of  this Daniel fast that I have an unhealthy love of condiments. Those sugary, sweet additions to the core of my meals that make them taste good. Oh yes, forget the tofu, give me toppings l can sink my taste buds into.

I’m actually surprised I’ve made it this far without sneaking a bite of something I’ve given up for God during this 10-day from-the-seed-only diet. But then, I guess the entire point is that when you Trust in God and let Him help you, anything is possible.

There are actually a few surprises I’ve come across these last couple of days. Here’s one—Muesli and soy milk are delicious. Who knew? I also have been making some good meals such as whole wheat spaghetti and the tomato sauce I made from spices and other more natural ingredients last night. God provides very well indeed. That’s not to say I don’t miss my chocolate, juice, caffeine, and other assorted snacks.

But then it wouldn’t be a sacrifice if we didn’t miss something, now would it?

Sacrifice is what makes us stop and think about God and beg for His strength. It’s what keeps us close to Him and helps us realize how much He takes care of us. The food I’m allowed to eat on this fast is delicious and filling. It really shouldn’t be a sacrifice. I guess that goes to show just how wonderful He is to us that He gives us such wonderful treats to spice up our life.

Thanks for the ketchup God.