spiritual yoga

Counseling was good yesterday. My counselor can always give me a new perspective and help me see things more clearly. We were discussing the insecurity I feel right now not knowing if we're leaving or staying, adopting or not, etc. And she said something that really stuck : "Once a year you do this crazy stuff for your birthday (like sky dive, rip cord, etc.) and you can trust God with the big stuff, but you can't do that with the small every day stuff.

So true. So I'm praying about being more flexible and asking God to give me some flexibility that I don't have right now.

I want things wrapped up in neat little packages. And God doesn't promise that. Often times, He has us on the edge. Noah never knew when the rain would start. Sarah never knew when she'd finally get pregnant. Moses couldn't even speak well when God called him to deliver an entire nation. It's never quite what we think it should be. Yet the results are always beyond what we could ever ask or imagine.

So I stretch. I snap, crackle and pop and I stretch. And I can't do all those spiritual poses yet. But I'm more flexible than I was 10 years ago, 5 years ago, 1 year ago, and even 1 month ago. So I know the yoga is working. And I know if I continue to practice, it will continue to work. And I'm excited to see how much more flexible I will be in the future. Whenever that is. Whatever it holds in store.