Once in a while, the time comes to fast rather than feast. The wrong choice at such times is usually not without significant consequences.
Many years ago, when that word first came, I published it across the land. Then I got invited to an eminent peoples meal function in an eminent hotel by an eminent Christian outfit. I accepted with hesitation to be present, but it became clearer with time that the season had changed. I went. From the very entrance to the banquet, one was welcomed to a variety of inviting delicacies. I cast a sober glance at the tables and walked on, with no reproach against those who stopped where I couldn’t. We probably hadn’t all heard the same sound in that season.

