I fast because my God, and the powerful prophets of my tradition, call out to me to do so.
I fast to mark a change in the world around me, and my response to it
I fast because I want to embody the emptiness and despair of my spirit as we give power to someone who flaunts God’s preferential option for the oppressed.
I fast in experiential solidarity with the weariness of so many in this country: women, the poor, Muslims, immigrants, indigenous.
I fast to steel my soul and body for the struggle ahead, which will require moral clarity, commitment, and courage
I fast to stoke the flames of prophetic fire within me, and so that a revolutionary song within might find a straight path out into this world
I fast in hope, knowing that hate and violence is never the end of the story. January 20th is not the end of God’s story.
I am grateful to fast with all of you.