Don’t be Afraid of the Push
With my first daughter, I tore on my last push, delivering her into this side of the world.
And it hurt like nothing had hurt before.
With my second daughter, I stalled that last push.
I was in a rhythm, pushing and moving her down the birth canal.
One final push, and my angel would be in my arms.
But I paused.
The room was still.
I was afraid of the pain I had experienced before.
"You've got to push" one of the support staff whispered.
I inhaled.
Exhaled.
And pushed.
And guess what?
There was no tearing; no terrible pain ~
Just strong pressure and almost immediate release as we welcomed my second into the sacred clamor.
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Transitions can be painful.
Disorienting.
Withering.
And sometimes they aren't.
But it's the painful ones we remember.
And, if most of us are honest, this sometimes leaves us waiting for the other shoe to drop, especially when we can sense something new on the horizon.
For I am about to do something new. See, I have already begun! Do you not see it? I will make a pathway through the wilderness. I will create rivers in the dry wasteland.
God may be drawing you into the next level of glory, and maybe, just maybe, it's not through the portals of initiating fire. Perhaps it's not through the painful crucible. Maybe it's through a gently-opening gate.
An inhale. Exhale.
And Surrender.
Soften with the changes. Slow down.
Turn your twirling, anxious thoughts into a prayer.
Move your body slowly, reverently, prayerfully.
Get out in nature, unattached to your phone.
Stop asking for advice, reading articles and listening to sermons on how to shift and what to do.
Tune inwards to what God is whispering to you. Make note of the direction God is beckoning you in.
And don't be afraid of the push.
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If this transmission stirred something in you, there’s more where that came from.
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