As most of you already know, I did the “Master Cleanse” for a 72 hour period.
It was, actually, not too bad. My body became adjusted to the lack of food, the lemonade mix, and the constant ‘bathroom runs.’ One good thing about the Master Cleanse is that during the final day, I was all the more motivated to start working out again. The 72 hours was a perfect refreshment period to get rid of some uneeded toxins in my body, shed a few pounds and become more marrier about the times to set apart in each day to devote to running and, now, possibly even lifting.
I would be lying if I told you that the Master Cleanse was the perfect time of meditation on the “things of God.” Not that I didn’t rely on Christ during the process; this is not the case. Rather, I would have liked to have less focus on “I” and all focus on Christ.
The question during the 3rd day that came across my head the most was “What’s the point of this?.. Even if I do last 10 days, what am I personally accomplishing?” When the answer was one like this: “I’ll be all cute,” then you can expect another response was of repenting. And I did.
Even though there was a time of focus on “Tucker” rather than Christ, I did learn a few good lessons through the Master Cleanse. Wow! Was one of them. “Wow what?” You ask. Well, Wow!. I cannot believe how dependent we all are on food. Duh. We need it to survive. How much more important is Christ than that sandwich? So much more.
Remember, this is the sinless perfect God who was a ransom for the sins of His people. He bore the righteous wrath of the Holy, perfect Father. He was punished on that tree. The death – the wrath – we deserved for all of eternity was experienced by Christ. His blood was shed for my soul.. His blood was shed… for my soul.
Christ’s blood. God’s blood.
Christ is more important than anything I will ever eat. I must get this through my head every single time I rely on food. During the master cleanse, the reality of Jesus became all the more evident.
I need thee Oh God.
I need thee every hour.