To illustrate, I was unemployed
during my late twenties and had a fridge in my one
room apartment. It was so close at hand I drank
sips of milk every 45 minutes or so, which got rid
of the hunger pangs; however, it also made me
thirstier. Milk does that! I actually started the
dairy diet because the doctor recommended it to
deal with ulcers caused while driving a truck in
The remedy worked, but I put on
Any attempts I made at
disciplining myself were defeated: I had no
direction and the foods I ate were not healthy.
However, in the summer of '92 I
met a friend who asked me to look at a book he was
writing. Because I was trained in journalism, I
ended up editing the first draft of Fasting to
During the process I learned a
few things, some of which I put into practice. for
the first three months, I went four days every
week on juice alone. In the following two months I
slacked to one meal per day and have continued
Some of the changes that have
taken place due to my change in diet include
clearer sinuses from a reduction in milk; a weight
loss of 28 pounds, with eight inches lost from my
waist (I really enjoy looking at myself in the
mirror now)! I have a real sense of achievement in
exercising self-discipline; and I managed to reach
more than 600 push-ups, 600 sit-ups, and three
twenty-minute workouts (aerobics) per day. In
fact, I was more motivated to exercise on the days
following a straight juice dietthe days I ate
solid foods were followed with a heavier, dragging
sensation, which discouraged pushing it during
In December of '92 I was
surprised to learn about my capabilities. It had
snowed heavily over two days. Both days I did the
push-ups and sit-ups prior to shoveling my
driveway and two other driveways in the
neighborhood. After the shoveling expedition, I
returned to do the workouts. Furthermore, the
second day, a Saturday, I volunteered to shovel
the church parking lot. After approximately three
hours per neighborhood driveway (I'm a
perfectionist), and six at the church, I was
surprised to find my muscles were not sore the
following morning. What's more, I danced in my
church and I enjoyed every minute. My pastor was
also surprised because he had joked during the
service about those in the congregation who might
be experiencing pain from clearing their
The authors of this book
suggested that if I failed in my eating habits now
and again, it was all right. No sweat!
That really helped. It also
encouraged me to enjoy fast-food joints without
guilt about once a week. Nonetheless, I returned
to a regular diet of approximately 70 percent
fruits and vegetables.
I was carnivorous in my eating; my diet was
mostly fried or grilled meats. My favorite
delicacy was the beef fat around the steak, after
it is fried crispy. This diet continued with its
monthly cold, anemia, and various related health
problems that are considered "normal"such as a
hysterectomy at the age of 24. Fortunately, I met
Ron H. in 1978 and he began discouraging my milk
drinking, heavy salt use, white bread consumption,
and insisted that I eat a few vegetables. At first
I could only tolerate a very small token piece of
green pepper or broccoli. Eventually, the pieces
kept getting bigger until I was eating a whole
piece. Now, Ron has to fight for his share of the
vegetables. One of the most pernicious habits I
had was always keeping a bowl of candy within 10
feet. As my diet improved, I found I did not need
the lift from sugar. Together with my husband, we
searched for a better diet. We experimented with
the Rotation Diet, Pritikin Diet, and
Macrobiotics. None of these diets worked for us.
Then we read Fit for Life in 1988. By adhering
fairly strictly to Fit for Life principles, I lost
40 lbs. in eight months. The improved diet
heightened vigor, and encouraged me to take a
12-day water fast in Texas at T.C. Fry's fasting
facility in 1989. On the third day of the fast, I
stopped sleeping for five days and nights. This
was the body correcting an industrial accident
that injured my tailbone ten years earlier.
Specialists had told me that " full flexibility
could not be restored to the spine," but after
five days of fasting I could bend from my waist.
Since I broke that fast, I have lived a
hygienic-vegetarian diet for the last five years.
Lately, I just water fasted for 13 days at Tom's
fasting retreat without any noticeable symptoms,
indicating a high level of health.
Ron H. Elaine's husband
I have been working in the health field for
thirty years. In 1962, while growing germs in the
laboratory in Ryerson College, I questioned how
these germs could combine to attack us. They have
no means of communication and no mobility.
However, if you wish to work in the health field,
you accept the germ theory or work elsewhere. I
got married and started building a home. Five
years later, this marriage ended in an acrimonious
divorce. For advancement, I took additional
college courses. One of the options was sociology.
This was the first time I had heard the word
placebo, and when they came to demonstrate the
different cultural expectations of disease, I saw
clearly that germs were not the cause. This led me
on a quest through health-related literature. Not
much change was made in my diet until I met
Elaine. This gave me the impetus not just to live
a longer life, but to live it at maximum
capability. I was 36 when I met Elaine and
promised her 50 years, which meant I would have to
live to be 86. Now, having seen my mother die at
85 in great shape on a standard diet, I have my
sights set on a hundred. Then I will decide where
to go from there. With this goal in mind, I
started searching for the best diet to ensure
high-level wellness. I traveled many blind alleys
before finding natural hygiene. When I discovered
Fit for Life, I also lost 40 lbs. in the same time
period as Elaine. I tried several short fasts, but
always went out of control about day five and had
to break them. I then decided that I had no option
except to have a minimum 14-day supervised water
fast. My main concern was that my left bicep felt
like a bag of marbles. From day three of the fast
til day five, my left arm was in excruciating
pain, but on day six the muscle was smooth and as
fibrous as it should be.
Since age 14, I have always had
acute sinus problems. I stopped the pain with
aspirin, and inhibited the symptoms with codeine.
This is the only drug of significance I have
abused except for nicotine and caffeine, but I can
still taste aspirin when I fast, indicating the
cells are releasing this chemical garbage. Since
that time, my only health concern has been small,
weeping ulcers on my left arm and shoulder, which
shows me that toxins are still trying to get out
that side of my body. Having heard that we now
have a Canadian fasting facility, I undertook 13
days of water fasting, preceded by three days of
juice to lower my toxic load.
Each of the eight fasts I have
undertaken so far have always involved vomiting
because the bowels are shut down and the toxic
load being sent into the stomach must be ejected.
I feel it is a short-term pain for a long-term
gain. The sores have closed up and the body has
been lowered of its toxic load; and, we hope,
theyll stay a thing of the past. I was very
gratified to note no other pain or crises, which
proved to me that I have obtained a high level of
wellness. It will bea very happy day for me when I
can fast free of symptoms, because there is no
waste to be removed.
I juice fasted for 30 days, had a few days of
light soups and salads and resumed juice fasting
for another two weeks. I've noted so many
positives from my fast that I thought I'd write
them down now, in hopes that someone might be
encouraged. Note I don't consider myself an expert
on this by far, but it has been sort of fun
working this fasting stuff out.
IT'S TRUE...I believe our
bodies do react more strongly to things when we've
had to do a little detoxing. For example, since
fasting someone has replaced the world's chocolate
supply with nearly tasteless brown wax. Okay, true
confessions; in breaking my fast, I've had light
soups and salads and slowly began adding a little
chocolate at the very end. At first it really
tasted odd. It was hard to imagine ever having
liked it. But, I persevered during the days that
followed and eventually worked my way up to a good
sized bar. I had weird dreams that night and awoke
the next morning with a mild headache. Repeating
the experiment the following night produced the
same results. Now, I'm not going to say I'm
completely cured, but it doesn't seem likely that
chocolate will be the staple it was for me in the
past. IT'S TRUE about portions too. Maybe my
stomach has shrunk and just really needs a good
internal workout, but I am satisfied with far less
food than before. I find myself stopping before
feeling full and knowing that it is enough. IT'S
TRUE about cravings for healthier foods, too.
Maybe I just have a healthy fear of trying bits of
unhealthy delicacies, but for the most part, I'm
really craving healthier things. The process has
slowed down and I'm making choices versus
reacting. And while some things may have a certain
amount of nostalgic appeal, it isn't nearly as
charged as it was before.
At first, she was afraid of
fasting. It took a lot of explaining before she
was convinced. I offered to fast with her to lend
my support. She decided to try one or two days of
fasting. She used the enema kit and then drank
honey dew, cantaloupe and carrot juice fresh from
the juice extractor.
In two days she was out of bed
and moving around. On the third day she did light
housework. By the fifth day the fasting had
overcome the pneumonia. Feeling better, she
decided to clean the house from top to bottom,
including the windows.
Then in the period of a few
days, the sound of her voice changed. It lost its
coarse and raspy texture. Before fasting, she had
been overweight. Fifteen pounds of excess fatty
tissue was also gone. She had also been addicted
to Benzedrine (an amphetamine street drug), taking
ten pills a day for the last three years. She had
used the pills to get through the day. Now she was
free of this habit. On the 21st day of fasting,
she discovered that her normally severe menstrual
cramps were greatly reduced.
To Elizabeth this change was a
miracle. She wanted to fast longer. I recommended
30 days. This was the standard fast for juice
therapy used in European fasting clinics. I
continued to fast with her and 30 days became our
In this period I saw a sick,
frail creature become alive with life. On the 24th
day of the fast, I showed up at the house to find
an entire dump truck full of topsoil on the
driveway. She was shoveling it into a wheelbarrow.
Her pushing a wheelbarrow, full of dirt, uphill
300 feet, was leveling the garden in her backyard.
She refused my offer to help because she was
"enjoying the exercise!" Her attractive,
100-pound, body was doing a task difficult for any
healthy male. Three truckloads and three days
later, the backyard was leveled.
On the 28th day, she reported a
feeling of inner joy, contentment, and
indescribable mental clarity. She looked radiant.
She was drinking a glass of mineral water with
fresh squeezed lemon juice. Tanned from being in
the sun, she looked strikingly beautiful.
The 30-day goal was completed,
and the fast was ended with a light vegetarian
diet. Later I learned she had had cancer of the
cervix and tests showed it had gone into
remission. Again, fasting had proven its
miraculous abilities to cure.
Here again, serious health
problems had incapacitated a life. The use of
drugs, combined with a poor diet had devitalized
her body's cleansing system. The ability to remove
mucus from the system had diminished, and the
mucus had started to congest within her lungs,
creating a bed for harmful viral infections. Each
new bout of pneumonia had created further scarring
of the lungs. The lungs had lost their ability to
cleanse themselves of unwanted poisons and mucus.
Elizabeth recovered from the
pneumonia in only five days. This was the time
needed by her body to remove the mucus. After the
mucus was removed, there was nothing for the virus
to live on, and the problem was cured. As she
continued to fast, the system cleansed itself of
drugs, toxins, mucoid matter, and mucus that had
caused other physical problems.
Fasting with water, juice and a complete diet
of natural foods gave me a new lease on life! The
disease crippling me was chronic hepatitis. Drug
abuse began at thirteen and after years of serious
addiction, I contracted hepatitis, a very painful
and frustrating illness.
As the years progressed my
liver deteriorated, causing my other filtering
organs (kidneys and spleen) to be overworked, thus
damaging them, causing even more pain. For sixteen
years I suffered. My liver was swollen to the size
of a football. The liver is the largest cleansing
organ, and does not have room for swelling. When
it does, constant irritating pain is felt from the
rib cage to the stomach. Hepatitis is impossible
Life was dismal and without
hope. I was a 270-lb., burned out drug addict
coming off a massive intake of chemicals. It took
20 to 30 tranquilizers a day to prevent my mind
from losing its sanity.
My emotions were out of
control. Nerves were like electrical wires on
overload. Without knowing what else to do I phoned
Tom, a friend I had not seen in years. Tom's heart
was moved. He explained that I was in serious
trouble and needed help.
After a few days of sleeping, I
awoke only to realize how grossly complicated my
rebellious life had become. The past 20 years
flooded my conscious. I had played the role of
someone else;someone tough, ruthless, and
invincible. All that was left was an empty, barren
soul. The flood of tears wouldn't stop as I
agonized over the loss of my family. There was no
one to blame I was a victim of my own demise. I
thought moving in with Tom would help the massive
depression that was now my life, but nothing could
stop my eyes from seeing painful reality. Tom
stayed up several nights listening to my sad
story. If all my pent up anguish hadn't found an
outlet, my insides would have exploded.
After 20 days of juice fasting
the changes were remarkable. As the pain lessened,
I started to feel alive again. I wasn't cured, but
because of the results I continued the fast.
After 40 days of juice fasting,
there was a metamorphosis from a sickly, unstable
human into someone vibrant with health and well
being. My self-esteem began to build gradually as
I shed 100 pounds. At the start I weighed 270 lbs.
This bulk was caused by the retention of large
amounts of body fluids. Due to the drugs and the
damaged liver, my body could not release these
fluids. After the 40 days my weight had dropped to
170 lbs.; whatever had caused the bloating had
healed. The swelling on my right side from my
liver had disappeared completely. My mind was
clear and stable. For the first time in years, I
could live without tranquilizers! I sincerely
thought drugs had done permanent damage to my
brain. I was wrong!
If a butterfly could talk of
its experience of changing from a crawling insect
into a multi-colored, graceful, flying creation,
it would most likely be saying the words I felt in
my heart. I was given back what drugs took away.
This knowledge has brought me a
new zeal for life. It has freed me from a
tremendous addiction. It has brought me closer to
God in spirit than ever before.
I had been struggling for quite a while with
my weight. I had tried unsuccessfully to lose the
weight I had gained from my two pregnancies. Due
to this extra weight and stress, other problems
started to develop. I retained water, and my hands
and feet became swollen. Six out of seven days, I
After various trips to the
clinic and one prescription after another, I
finally asked the Lord for help, as I had run out
of hope of ever feeling better again. He answered
my prayer when this wonderful news of juice
fasting came into my life. After listening to the
author and reading some of the book, I figured I
had nothing to lose, "except the weight, of
course." My first fast of eight days resulted in a
ten-pound loss and a renewed feeling of
self-esteem. A few weeks later I tackled a 14-day
juice fast followed by three days on water. The
difference was remarkable. The headaches and the
I have lost over 30 lbs. to
date, and have a new look as well as a new outlook
on life. Not only did the fasting help me with my
physical self, but my spiritual self will never be
the same. I have come to feel closeness once again
to the Lord that I haven't felt for years.
The most recent fast I
completed was 30 days; that is something I thought
I could never do. I can now say fasting will
always be part of my life. Thanks, Tom.
The feeling I get from fasting
can never be replaced by anything on a shelf in
any store. I recommend to everyone to fast even
for a few days. I assure you, you will not be
I was interested in fasting, but could never
get past one day without food; I usually felt too
sick to continue. After gaining more information
through asking questions, my confidence grew and I
decided to try a fast. My first fast was three
days. The juice made a big difference; I was able
to fast without uncomfortable sensations.
Shortly after this, I went on
another three day fast. It was on this second fast
I started to get results. I gained energy, and my
concentration increased. Because of this, I
decided to tackle a longer fast. I was interested
in finding out how long I could go without food.
It had become a challenge.
A week later I started to fast.
On the third day of the fast I became dizzy and
sick with nausea and dry heaves, but I was
determined. I knew enough to realize these things
happened and would pass. I drank lots of juice to
help me get through it. After 5 days of fasting,
my energy increased. I jogged, did push ups, and
walked. My ability to think increased, as I became
more relaxed and focused.
After 14 days, I was down at
the park practicing deep breathing. I felt a small
pain in my chest. Then suddenly I felt a release.
A burst of energy in the area of my heart sent a
tingling feeling all over my body. I sat on the
ground to continue my deep breathing and enjoy the
feeling that was flooding my entire body. There
was an incredible sense of freedom. Before, I had
been experiencing pain off and on in my chest for
over a year. The pain was gone!
I was open to fasting because I was at my
wits end with a sinus problem, as well as my
candida infection. I had a rash on my face with
redness and burning, and other uncomfortable
symptoms. I was also extremely sensitive to
certain foods and chemicals that caused even more
itching and burning.
My first fast was three days. I
felt better, but afterward I lost control and ate
everything in sight. The good feeling I had
received from fasting disappeared, and the mucus
effect returned in full force. A week later I
started to fast with more determination, fasting
five days and eating sensibly for seven. On the
fourth set of five-day fasts something happened. I
had an intense pain in my head with hot and cold
flashes, and fluid in my ears. Mucus was draining
from my sinuses. My tongue was white and my skin
pale. My reactions slowed and I felt drugged.
Luckily, this only lasted for a day, as the
feeling subsided on the second day.
Four days after the crisis, I
awoke bursting with mental and physical energy. I
felt alert, clean, and thin. I could breathe
clearly through my nose. My facial rash had
cleared. At this stage of the fasting, some of my
friends became concerned because of how thin I
looked, but to me I felt healthy. Besides, fasting
had cleared up my agonizing symptoms.
Stupidly, I ate some flour
products and my sinuses clogged within a day; a
frightening reminder of how these foods affected
me. I had never seen the effect so clearly.
Fasting had given me a clear indication of what I
A week later I was at a party
with my friends. I watched their life style and
how they acted; I just felt it was wrong: surface,
void of meaning, gossip, and pettiness. I thought,
"what am I doing with my life? I'm not happy." I
was crying; I felt angry, hurt and scared. It was
all wrong. Then I felt two light taps on my
shoulder. I turned around but there was no one
there. Everything came before me. These friends
are draining me emotionally and spiritually. I
thought it was okay just being the same as them,
but it was toxic.
Something is pulling me; I
can't stop it. I have no choice. I know it is the
way I have to go. I have to dump the emotional
baggage. I just want to start all over again. I
remembered when I sat in Tom's room listening to a
conversation between Tom and Pastor Rossen. They
were talking about something in the bible; "You
can't put a patch on an old garment." It came so
strongly into my mind "You have to start over." It
hit me like a light in my head. I am not a
religious person. I am being pulled whether I like
it or not. My body has been programmed through
fasting. I want pure things.
I have always enjoyed being relatively
healthy, but I came to realize just how much I was
missing out on after completing a 22-day juice and
water fast. Although I am still very young (21), I
had several minor problems that had nagged me for
years. What I didn't realize was that my problems
were all diet-related. I suffered from headaches
usually at least twice a week. Aspirin didn't help
very much, nor did several visits to the
chiropractor. My memory has been that of a
50-year-old for the last five or six years, which
I used to attribute to an emotional trauma I had
experienced. I had been about 20 to 30 pounds
overweight for about two years. Something had
happened to my sense of smell that denied me the
privilege of enjoying things like good food,
flowers, and spring rain showers. My mental
attitude was defeatist at best, so it was hard to
get motivated, given that I never had much energy
to begin with. And all because I was a glutton!
Coffee and doughnuts were a staple in my diet and,
with the amount of food I ate, I could have fed a
family of three.
At first, I found the idea of
fasting intriguing, yet I was skeptical. So before
doing anything, I went straight to the library. I
spent weeks reading books by doctors and
nutritionists. After this, I was finally
convinced. I began my first long-distance fast of
The first two days I felt
terrible. I was weak and in pain. I had a terrible
headache, a burning feeling in my chest, and a
generally sick feeling all over. But, I had
anticipated these reactions, so I was prepared.
By the time the fast was over,
I had lost about 25 lbs., and I had never felt
better in my life. I had so much energy! My memory
was sharp. My sense of smell was restored. I
remember how much of a joy just breathing became!
I would walk down the street smelling flowers and
smells I had long forgotten. My headaches
disappeared for good. Most of all, it changed my
mental attitude. I developed a love for living I
never had before. I felt so young and healthythe
way I should have felt all along. The knowledge I
have gained about nutrition and fasting has
radically changed my life for the better!
Once, as a child I heard the call of the Lord.
In an attempt to follow the strong pull into the
ministry, I enrolled in Bible College in my
mid-teens. Just after my first year at E.P.B.C. I
became side-tracked by a young man, and dropped
out to follow my heart, thus beginning a series of
events which took me away from God.
Several tragedies contributed
to my tumble from grace. A broken marriage, a
lovely five-year-old daughter killed by a careless
driver, a car accident which killed my brother on
my birthday, and a few more life-jarring
incidents. Hurting and far from God, Who had once
been my Source of strength, I felt helpless. Out
of touch with my Creator, I was stuck in a
downhill spiral. Sin and bondage completely
engulfed me, taking over my life.
The climax was 1991, at the end
of my endurance; I attempted to drive off the pier
at the Cobourg harbor. My heart was crying from a
wasted life and "what might have been."
I cannot explain what happened
next. First, there was a small voice telling me
suicide would not bring release but take me to a
place where the torture is far greater than
anything yet endured. Suddenly, I was in Lake
Vista Square in Oshawa at 2 A.M. with no
recollection of having made the trip. Puzzled, I
started to drive toward Cobourg, praying for the
first time in years. "God are you doing all this?
If You want me to stay in Oshawa, give me a sign."
I was about to leave the city's boundaries. As I
uttered these words, the headlights went out.
Ahead stretched a pitch-black highway. In turning
the car around, to my surprise, the headlight came
back on. "Oh God," I cried. "It's You isn't it?" I
heard no more, even though I begged Him to
I remembered hearing somewhere
that one can get closer to God through fasting and
prayer. I needed spiritual contact! Taking an
apartment across the street from Lake Vista
Square, I started a ten-day water fast. Locked in
the apartment without phone, TV or friends, I
prayed and sought God night and day.
As the fast progressed, an
amazing thing began to happen. His presence could
be felt; then came the sound of a voice. He wanted
me back in the ministry. "Downtown" He said, "Work
with the oppressed and downtrodden. You must set
the captives free."
"But," I argued "You have the
wrong person! I am all that myself. How can I help
others? Besides, I'm a sinner and dirty."
I was putting away things in
the new apartment and had just picked up a frying
pan cover suffereing from years of blackened,
burned grease. The Spirit said, "Look at the pan
in your hand. See how black and filthy it is? If
you can clean up that pan, I can clean you up to
do My work."
"There is no way I can do that
without pot cleaners."
"Did you look under the sink?"
came the soft reply. Sliding back the door
revealed half a SOS pad left by the previous
occupant. Skeptically, I grasped the small item
and gave it a few passes over the bottom of the
blackened pan. To my amazement, the charred grease
gave way returning the pan to shinny newness, just
as it was twenty years earlier. The astonishment
turned to glee as the cleansing began happening
not only to the pot, but also within me. I knew
God had done the impossible, and even as I watched
the old frying pan become spotless and new again,
even so was my soul. Dancing, laughing, singing,
tears of joy streamed from my eyes. I was now
convinced of my worthiness to do whatever task He
had in store.
From then on, through that
fast, I continued to feel incredibly close to God,
penning poetry and song under divine inspiration,
obtaining instruction from the beautiful soft
voice which remained always near. When the fast
was over I was ready, and started His work.
I needed some answers from God, but a
spiritual barrier stood in my way. I had tried to
fast before when faced with these types of
circumstances, but something was lacking and my
attempt at fasting had failed. After reading a
book on fasting, I became inspired and started a
fast. My desire was to see souls come to Christ.
The first few days were
surprisingly easy, no headaches or weakness, and I
still continued my work. The rest of the fast went
extremely well; only one day did I experience a
bad reaction, and this was because I sprayed the
oven and breathed in some of the fumes, causing me
to feel sick and nauseous. Luckily, it cleared up
in a day.
I maintained my spiritual focus
and continuously prayed for a revival in our
church, and by the Grace of God, it started to
occur. People were getting baptized every service.
Those who had fallen from the faith returned. The
Spirit was moving in the church. Both a friend and
I prayed to the Lord to encourage the church on a
one-day fastthey went for it. The pastor
delivered an anointed sermon calling us to fast,
pray, and love one another. This message stirred
my soul to fast even longer!
The result of the fast was
amazing; not only did the fast benefit me
spiritually, but my arm was healed miraculously.
What a joy to feel no more pain. For months I had
been suffering; now this pain was completely gone.
The severe premenstrual cramps I experienced were
also gone, and I lost twenty pounds of excess
weight. For a fifty-one-year-old grandmother to
fast 17 days on her first fast, I feel that the
Lord really blessed me.
Fasting to me is a path for
getting closer to God. We have to sacrifice things
of this world to God just as Christ sacrificed His
life for us. "Man shall not live by bread alone,
but by every word that proceedeth out of the mouth
of God." (2 CHRONICLES 7:14) We need to find
sustenance in God.
A friend of mine was tackling a 21-day fast
with vegetable and fruit juices from a book she
had read. I wanted to see the author of the book
to get more information, as I still wasn't sure of
the concept. His experience and enthusiasm
The fast was not for my
physical appearance, but to pray for the burdens
of those I loved. I felt suffering in the church
and in my home. Even before the fast I felt
satanic opposition against it. In bed, I felt a
force push down on me trying to kill me, but
pleading the blood of Christ the feeling left me.
On the first day of the fast, I saw a WOLF. Yes! A
real wolfand I live in the city. I even called
one of the children to see it. It was staring at
my house. It gave me the chills. Once again I
prayed and it also left. These strange events
firmly convinced me I was supposed to fast.
I prayed for my church and
witnessed the power of the Lord move in our pastor
on the Friday night service. The service was on
fire; people were singing glorious praises to God.
Two young boys got baptized.
On the second day of the fast
the Lord spoke to me. (JOEL 2:12-13) "Therefore
also sayeth the Lord, turn ye even to me with all
your heart, and with fasting, and weeping, and
with mourning. And rend your heart, and not your
garment, and turn unto the Lord your God, for He
is gracious and merciful, slow to anger, and of
great kindness, and repentethHim of the evil."
By the third day I felt
terrific. I was at peace; my four children would
be loud but I was at peace, nothing could bother
me. As the fast progressed it became easier. I had
more energy, I was on a spiritual high, singing
and rejoicing. One morning I woke up with severe
gas cramps in my stomach. The cramps were so bad I
thought I would end up in the hospital, but after
10 minutes the cramps went away. One day I went
through a dip and felt low in spirit but that was
it; the next day I was fine.
At the end of the 17-day fast,
a physical problem was gone. My doctor had told me
I had a stomach reflex disease and would have to
take pills for the rest of my life, but after the
fast I no longer had that disease; I was
completely healed. I had arthritis in my left
knee; it was also gone. I also lost 21 pounds of
excess fat. Before fasting, my skin was dryit
To me, fasting is a way of
drawing me closer to God and being able to lean on
Him. When I was weak, He made me strong.
Bobby 35 years old
I haven't been a Christian for a year yet, but
somehow it seems to be much longer. I had a lot of
bondage due to a traumatic past that included a
long list of foster homes. I had endured abuse and
was raped at the age of five. The cruelty turned
me cold and resentful, causing me to become an
abuser. This, in turn, resulted in a broken
marriage, drug addiction, alcoholism, and a
depraved sex life. In search of the answer, I fell
into the hands of cults who used brain washing and
hypnotism. Their methods opened the doors for
A friend prayed with me to
break the result of this manifestation and bring
me to the knowledge of Christ. Our efforts were
unsuccessful, so fasting was suggested. My friend
told me of the extra power and potency of prayer
that can be obtained when one fasts.
It worked! Not only did the
fasting enable us to evict the demons and free me
from bondage, I started to feel the presence of
the Holy Spirit within me, talking to me and
through me to others. Exciting and wonderful
things started to happen after the third day of
the fast. Through me, God was able to put a
marriage back together. I felt the Holy Spirit
telling me what I must do and say.
At other times, the Spirit
urged me to speak. Even when I had no idea what to
say, the words just spilled out. I was amazed and
awed by the beautiful way God worked through me
while I fasted and prayed. Now I fast regularly to
keep my spirit attuned with the Lord.
I am 54 years old, a United Church pastor, and
very skeptical about fad diets. I would not have
changed my diet except I was suffering from
rheumatoid arthritis in my hands; back pain and
constant digestive problems sapped my vitalitynot
to mention middle-age spread. These were my
incentives to make changes in my eating habits.
Tom came to my church one day
and talked to me about fasting and found me
intrigued but noncommittal, although I found his
enthusiasm and sincerity infectious.
Tom joined the church I served.
He frequently spoke to me about the importance of
nutrition and fasting. Other friends had already
mentioned that my ailments were toxin-induced. I
had read Fit for Life by Harvey and Marilyn
Diamond. The book gave a believable and scientific
context for the claims made by nutritionists and
made a convincing argument for the benefits of
dietary change. I was convinced of the possible
benefits. I bought a juicer, filled the
refrigerator with fruits and vegetables, and
started to eat according to the principles I
understood. I stopped mixing carbohydrates and
proteins in the same meal to reduce the stress on
my digestive system. In the mornings I made fresh
fruit juices and ate fruit til noon. Not only did
I eat more selectively, I gave up the coffee
These simple dietary changes
have given me wonderful dividends in health and
vitality. I lost 12 pounds of weight without even
trying. My digestive system has healed and my
arthritis is slowly improving. I feel better and
more energetic without the need for the caffeine
My increased vitality was brought home to me
one morning after a nearly sleepless night as an
on-call chaplain in our local hospital. Normally,
I would have been exhausted, but instead I had an
energetic and fulfilling day.