A fast for the LORD

I had been looking forward to this past weekend all month. We had scheduled a dinner party, a birthday party, a reunion with some old friends, and tickets to an Eric Clapton concert. I was all set to get my socialization cup filled.

But late Thursday I started to feel sick with a headache, runny nose, sneezing, watery eyes. A cold, basically. We scrambled Friday to change the plans so that I could spend the weekend in bed while Karl and the kids still participated in all their fun activities.

Let’s hear it for GRANDPARENTS!

Saturday: My children and their cousins sweded Braveheart:

Me? I didn’t move much Saturday. I slept and drank lots of water. That’s it.

Our worship services Sunday morning and evening were such blessings to me. I am so thankful for our church. I had to miss the concert, but my Father knew I needed to hear the sermon from Isaiah 58 more.

The weekend didn’t turn out anything like I had planned, but everything happened just like it was supposed to happen.

Isaiah 58

“Cry aloud; do not hold back
lift up your voice like a trumpet;
declare to my people their transgression,
to the house of Jacob their sins.
Yet they seek me daily
and delight to know my ways,
as if they were a nation that did righteousness
and did not forsake the judgment of their God;
they ask of me righteous judgments;
they delight to draw near to God.
‘Why have we fasted, and you see it not?
Why have we humbled ourselves, and you take no knowledge of it?’
Behold, in the day of your fast you seek your own pleasure,
and oppress all your workers.
Behold, you fast only to quarrel and fight
and to hit with a wicked fist.
Fasting like yours this day
will not make your voice to be heard on high.
Is such a fast that I choose,
a day for a person to humble himself?
Is it to bow down his head like a reed,
and to spread sackcloth and ashes under him?
Will you call this a fast,
and a day acceptable to the Lord?

“Is not this the fast that I choose:
to loose the bonds of wickedness,
to undo the straps of the yoke,
to let the oppressed go free,
and to break every yoike?
Is it not to share your bread with the hungry
and bring the homeless poor into your house;
when you see the naked, to cover him,
and not to hide yourself from your own flesh?
Then shall your light break forth like the dawn,
and your healing shall spring up speedily;
your righteousness shall go before you;
the glory of the LORD shall be your rear guard.
Then you shall call, and the LORD will answer;
you shall cry, and he will say, ‘Here I am.’
If you take away the yoke from your midst,
the pointing of the finger, and speaking wickedness,
if you pour yourself out for the hungry
and satisfy the desire of the afflicted,
then shall your light rise in the darkness
and your gloom be as the noonday.
And the LORD will guide you continually
and satisfy your desire in scorched places
and make your bones strong;
and you shall be like a watered garden,
like a spring of water,
whose waters do not fail.
And your ancient ruins shall be rebuilt;
you shall rasie up the foundations of many generations;
you shall be called the repairer of the breach,
the restorer of streets to dwell in.

“If you turn back your foot from the Sabbath,
from doing your pleasure on my holy day,
and call the Sabbath a delight
and the holy day of the LORD honorable;
if you honor it, not going your own ways,
or seeking your own pleasure, or talking idly;
then you shall take delight in the LORD,
and I will make you ride on the heights of the earth;
I will feed you with the heritage of Jacob your father,
for the mouth of the LORD has spoken.”

5 Comments on “A fast for the LORD

  1. Isaiah 58 preaches, doesn’t it? Pieces of it are in my memory, but I think I should meditate on it and commit it to memory, and examine my thoughts and actions.

    I am enjoying your words. They speak to my heart. Just found your blog a few days ago – I plan to visit more, and look forward to reading your book reviews.


  2. Hope your better. His provision is sweet … so glad you were cared for.


  3. Praying you are feeling better soon! My husband has been sick with that same kind of junk for about a month!

    I love Isaiah 58! Thank you for sharing it!


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