Holy Yoga!

Going to the mat with God

I worked, fuming, for about ten minutes before I found myself half-thinking, half-whispering a prayer: God, please help me get this done. Help me get through this project. I didn't plan to start praying. It was like God nudged me and said, "Hey, you know you can ask me for help, right?" Immediately I felt the tension dissolve.

I got the project done on time.

Back on my yoga mat, I tried again.

Hey, God, I'm about to fall over and break a bone here. Hold me up?

It took a few minutes, but I grew steady. Just concentrating on asking God for help gave me the focus to hold the pose, trusting that he wouldn't let me tip over. When I finally managed to hold still for a few seconds, I was so delighted I laughed out loud. Nicole gave me an approving smile, and the class moved on.

Next up was a headstand, one I'd been working on for a while. It took a few kicks to get up, and I was disappointed with how unsteady I felt. I'd been practicing, so where were my results?

Nicole's headstand, of course, was stock-still and perfectly balanced. A classmate asked, "How are you so good at that?"

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