The Fast I Planned vs. The Fast I Needed

I had a plan.

I was going to do this fast “right”—eat clean, stay focused, pray more, listen to worship music, and glide through the week like a wellness queen. That’s what I told myself. But within the first few days, I knew this wasn’t the fast I thought I was going to do.

This was the fast I needed.

Because somewhere between the green tea and my ‘perfect’ schedule, I felt myself unravel a little. The food part? Honestly, not the hardest. The hardest part was releasing the parts of me that were still performing for an invisible scoreboard. The music I used to play in the background suddenly didn’t feel like background noise—it felt like a distraction. And the silence that followed? Whew. That silence demanded presence.

By Day 2, I slipped. Listened to something I said I wouldn’t. Craved more than just food. I craved control. But even as I slipped, I showed up. And in the showing up, grace found me.

This cleanse isn’t about perfection. It’s about acceptance.

It’s about releasing expectations and meeting God right where you are—with an open heart, messy kitchen, and maybe a worship song on repeat because that’s the only thing keeping you grounded today.

It’s not the fast I planned.

But it’s the one I needed.

Your healing doesn’t have to be perfect to be powerful.

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