You keep asking me how.
Not why fasting matters, not whether prayer works.
How. The mechanics of it.
Where do I go, what do I do with my hands, how long do I sit there, what am I supposed to feel.
I love that you ask, because that means you actually want to do it and not just read about it.
So let me walk you through it the way somebody once walked me through it.
Jesus did not leave the how a mystery.
He gave us direction straight from His words.
The first word that matters there is closet.
He is not talking about a prayer closet you buy candles for.
In that day it meant the storeroom, the one back room in the house with no window to the street, the place where you kept what mattered and where nobody watched you.
That is the whole point of it.
You go somewhere nobody can see you pray, so that the only One in the room is the only One you are praying to.
Why does He make such a big deal about the door?
Because the flesh wants an audience.
The flesh will pray beautifully if it knows somebody is listening, and it will quit the second the room goes empty.
This is the natural heart of most human beings.
So He shuts the door on the audience.
No one to perform for, and no one keeping score on how long you stayed or how good it sounded.
Just you and the heavenly Father.
Shutting that door strips prayer down to what it always was, which is not performance or transaction, but a child leaning on a Father because they cannot handle a day on their own.
That is what prayer is. Dependence on and being with God.
When you stop trying to say it right and just bring Him the raw honesty, the unfinished thing, the thing you would never say out loud in front of people, that is when something moves.
Now fasting.
Jesus put fasting in the same breath as the secret place, in the same chapter:
Moreover when ye fast, be not, as the hypocrites, of a sad countenance: for they disfigure their faces, that they may appear unto men to fast. Verily I say unto you, They have their reward.
Matthew 6:16 (KJV)
Same warning as the closet. Do not do it for the room to see.
So what does fasting actually do, mechanically, on the inside?
When you push the plate back, your body starts to complain.
Why? Because your flesh has an appetite.
The hunger gets loud. It will not let you ignore it.
And that loud, complaining hunger is the exact thing you turn toward God.
You take the appetite that usually runs your whole day and you point it at Him instead of the fridge.
Fasting is taking the microphone out of your stomach's hand and putting it in your spirit's.
That is it. You are not earning anything with an empty plate. Heaven does not run on your hunger.
You are quieting the one voice that usually drowns everything out so you can finally hear the One that matters.
When you starve the flesh, you feed the spirit.
I want to emphasize however that none of this works because you did it perfectly.
It works because the cross already opened the door to the Father.
You do not fast and pray to get God to look at you.
He already saw. He looked at His son who took your sin into His own body, was buried, and walked out of the tomb three days later to close the gap in OUR relationship.
So fasting and prayer are not how you reach a far-off God.
They are how a close One gets your full attention.
1. Pick the room before you pick the prayer.
Find the one spot in your place where nobody walks in on you. The car in the driveway counts. Go there. Shut the door. That physical act of closing it does something to your heart.
2. Start with two honest minutes, not an hour of pretty words.
Do not perform. Tell Him the real thing, the one you have been carrying. Two honest minutes beats sixty rehearsed ones every time.
3. Fast one meal, and pray with the hunger.
Skip lunch this week. When the hunger hits and you reach for your phone or the snack drawer, that is your alarm. Go to the room instead. Hand Him the appetite.
4. Quit grading it.
You will not always feel a lightning bolt. Some days the room feels quiet. Show up anyway. You are not feeding a feeling, you are feeding a relationship, and relationships are built on showing up, not on goosebumps.
God, I have been making this harder than You did.
Thank You that the door is already open, that the cross unlocked it and nothing can lock it again.
Today I stop performing my prayers for a room that isn't even watching.
I bring You the real thing instead of the pretty version.
Help me push the plate back this week and turn the hunger toward You.
I rest in the fact that You already see me in secret, and You already love what You see.
In Jesus' precious name we pray. Amen.