This was my first extended fast, and my first fast with the wider body of Christ. The only word coming to mind is “wild,” and I see now that the word is appropriate, as I was, in a sense, in the wilderness. God in recent years had helped me surrender to him alcohol abuse, pornography habits, shame, sleeping with men, overeating, my sin of abortion, and not putting my relationship with Him first. As this fast started however, I was seemingly “out of nowhere,” tempted again with all of these past strongholds. The timing of it all soon made sense to me as a form of spiritual warfare, and I was humbled at how, with God, I can now quickly rebuke the attempts of the enemy to remind me of things about myself that God has chosen to forgive and to forget. I learned that spiritual fights require spiritual nourishment, not physical.
As part of Deeper Still, a ministry that provides Christian retreats throughout the country for post-abortive men and women, in these 40 days God has blessed and broken my heart again. Our fundraising event was held during this Jesus Fast, and we raised 3 times the money we raised last year, and our chapter will now be ministering to at least 3 times the number of people we ministered to last year.
Since I myself received my voice back through attending a Deeper Still retreat in 2017, when I joined my team for the showing of Unplanned during this fast two weeks ago, I was able to respond to God’s urging to start a prayer in the theatre as the credits rolled. This is in no way part of my personality as someone who has a lifestyle of being a follower and concerned about the opinions of others. My friends and I prayed out loud, and others around us joined as we repented for our abortions, praised God for his forgiveness and mercy, asked for God to bless both the theatre and movie, and cried out for our local Planned Parenthood to be shut down. Afterwards, because of this, we made connections with others in the Prolife Movement who were in the theatre.
On Sanctity of Life Sunday this year, (pre Jesus Fast,) also Martin Luther King weekend, I was disappointed when my pastor spoke ad nauseum about racism to our “multicultural church” but said nothing about abortion. In my opinion, even a sentence stating that Planned Parenthood was founded by Margaret Sanger to exterminate black children in America would not have been out of place. However, again, within this Jesus Fast, my pastor has now been more vocal about God’s view of it and in highlighting the Deeper Still ministry which his church oversees as a help for those who have had/were forced into abortions. I’m not sure what changed, but he finally stated clearly that in his opinion, abortion is America’s worst sin.
The local Planned Parenthood, the facility I myself used in 2013, has abortions on Tuesdays only. On this 40th day of the Jesus Fast, a Tuesday, I went back. I have had a lot of apprehension about going there for the past two years and in seeing the people who were probably the same people out there praying as I went into the building years ago. But, as I read your last email this morning, I was reminded that I am not the same person I was, and that Christ now lives in me, and that I have all authority through Jesus to say “Satan, be gone.”
My fear this morning then seemed ridiculous to myself. Holy Spirit has purified me and given me bravery in these last 40 days, and this is no time to be wondering what others will think of me as I stand and pray with others outside a place that I chose to allow to rob me of an opportunity to be a mom. I met a woman who prays there regularly and who is not post abortive. She said that she is limited sometimes in talking with women going in because she does not have it in her past. I told her, because of Jesus, I do not cry anymore about it and can talk about abortion honestly. Her face lit up and then invited me to meet with her next Monday on her Pro-Life TV program to interview me about the post abortive experience, which is terrible to say the least, but again, at least I can talk about it now and highlight Jesus and the purpose of His death, something I didn’t know before my decision to have an abortion.
The rest of the team of my Deeper Still chapter has also, within this period of my fasting with the Jesus Fast, seemed to grow in understanding of the need and power of Christian fasting, and they are now committed to fast with me each Tuesday while abortions are still occurring in our city. I had been doing this for two years, and they were never motivated before to ask to join me.
Finally, I see all of this a continuation of the Esther Fast/Awaken the Dawn/The Call/Moral Outcry event in DC from 2017. I attended the event alone. I thought it was just a weekend to pray for America, and I liked some of the speakers and musicians attending, so that’s why I went. I didn’t know much of anything about Lou Engle, it was my first time fasting for more than a day, and I truly had no idea that it was related to abortion legislation. As someone who had just received a huge deliverance and breakthrough from my own abortion just a few months earlier than that event, I’m thankful I could participate in it knowing I’m redeemed. Without that deliverance, I don’t know how I would have handled the weekend, and if I had known the focus of the event, I’m not sure I would have gone. But, I was there at the Pennsylvania tent at midnight to drive the tent peg. I remember knowing at that moment that there was no turning back on my mind about the legality of abortion. It must be illegal. I remember driving the tent peg with just a few other people from PA, and I believe I was the only one who had an abortion, (or at least the only one that night that admitted it.) I remember thinking, ‘This is serious and binding to God. I’m taking a stand against it, and I don’t care who tries to shut me up by saying, ‘you’re against abortion, but you did it yourself. We don’t want to hear you or value your words.’”
Since that 2017 event in DC, honestly, there has been one Walmart popup tent peg of my own that never seems to be able to be stored with the rest of my tent and his three brothers. I kept finding it in my car or in my kitchen or in my purse. I finally, as I stared at it again on my kitchen table last week as this Jesus fast was winding down, asked God, “Why? Why does this tent peg keep appearing? Why can’t I just put it away?” In asking Him in this fasting state, I finally understood. God was trying to remind me of that weekend, when I committed to drive a tent peg through the head of the enemy. Abortion ruined not just my child’s life but also my own, but thankfully, God was willing to take it and give me a new one. He doesn’t want me to forget, as I live a new free life in Christ, that it’s still legal in America and an offense to God and that I’m to participate in shutting it down. Because of this Jesus Fast, I was linked back to my promise and decision to have abortion be illegal in PA and to trust that Jesus will help me and give me courage to participate in the prolife movement. Today was the end of the fast, but the start of something new for me within the prolife movement.
Jesus lives in me. Thank you for calling this fast. It has been a crash course in retraining my mind and heart back towards Jesus, the courageous Jesus. It has helped me to see that every interaction at this point in my life can be ministry and that allowing Jesus to operate within me is possible and the way I want to live now. It took away a lot of fear I’ve fed and allowed to grow, and it taught me perseverance in letting God have his way.