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I love Warrior 2 pose.

In Holy Yoga, we encourage people to turn their palms up in order to receive God’s blessings.

We can’t receive with a closed hand.

We can’t soften with a clenched fist.

Warriors in Holy Yoga are strong and soft.  We have thick skin and soft hearts.

We stand strong because we find our power in Christ.

We find our strength in surrender.

We open our hands so that we will never be without His saving grace.  We say, “Yes, Jesus, I need you, come into my heart. Come into my life. I accept your love.”

Every day is a new chance to welcome His gift of grace and love.

Today as we begin the Advent season, I encourage you to open your hands.

As you start to get that overwhelming feeling that you have too much to do…breathe. Look at your hands, turn them over, receive peace.

When you are in line and running late and there is not enough time…put down your purchases, look at your hands, open them wide, receive peace.

When you think you need more stuff…more presents, more decorations, more money, more time, more parties, more food, more drink…remember more is just more. What you are looking for cannot be found in those things.

Open your hands to receive the Prince of Peace.

Spend some time in wonder this season.

Say “yes” to God’s beautiful offering of His only son.

For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. -John 3:16

This Christmas, open your hands.  Invite Jesus in.

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I ask him to strengthen you by his Spirit—not a brute strength but a glorious inner strength—that Christ will live in you as you open the door and invite him in.  – Ephesians 3:16 (The Message)

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It’s Okay

My mom told me a story once.  It was about me in grade school.  My teacher, Mr. G, told my mom what happened.  He said he was helping me zip up my coat and the zipper broke.  He said, “Oh, Susan, I’m so sorry” and he said he felt really bad like it might be his fault.  But he told my mom that I made him feel so much better.  I just looked at him and calmly said, “It’s okay. My mom won’t be mad.”

This story has always stuck with me. Now that I’m a Mom I realize she shared that story with me because she is proud of that moment.  I couldn’t have explained grace or kindness at that young of an age but I knew it because my mom taught me.  Just by the way she lived.

I want to be that kind of mom.

As you know, we moved to Texas a few months ago and it has been amazing.  I am  processing so many things, it’s tough to write about it.  I start and stop because there is so much to say and I want to say it all but I don’t think it’s time yet. Does that make sense?

Anyway, I’ve been trying all along to just roll with whatever is going on.  I don’t always succeed.  I’ve been saying, “It’s okay” to the kids a lot.  I’ve been showing up, meeting people, asking questions, laughing, staying open, trying to manage my expectations.  All along, saying to my kids, “it’s okay” and trying not to fly off the handle at the little things.

The other day I went grocery shopping and the refrigerator was loaded to the max.  I opened the door to get something out and strawberries and blueberries flew everywhere! I was not calm.  I yelled, “OH S**T – NO -UGH!”

You know what happened?

All three of my kids came running.  They saw me on the floor and they got down with me to pick up the fruit.  They said, “It’s okay Mom”, “It’s no big deal Mom”, “Don’t worry, we can wash the fruit Mom”.

I couldn’t have been prouder at that moment.  Or more grateful.

I will remind them of that story one day.

The way they offered me kindness and grace and understanding.

It was just a tiny moment, but to me…it was huge.

I don’t know where they will go to college or what their jobs will be or who they will marry or where they will live.

But I do know they will be okay.

They know it too.

And that gives my heart rest.

©2014 Sue Bidstrup, Great Big Yes™, All Rights Reserved