I’ve been stretched recently, challenged to move outside of what’s comfortable and easy and reach for what I can only describe as “more.” It’s as though I’ve asked God to expand my territory and He’s preparing me for it. And I have.
There was a season of rest and quiet the last few months, a settling in to the answered prayer that has changed our lives in amazing ways. A job that always seemed out of reach. And now there is a passion stirring up inside of me for whatever it is that God has next. I don’t know what it is, but He’s asking me to train for it.
So I wake up each morning and sweat and work on my flexibility and God asks me to focus on the worship, not the weight loss. He reminds me to seek the Son as I spend time with Him outside on my yoga mat, seeking the sun on those cool summer mornings. When I feel like giving up, God reminds me that each day I do a little more, reach a little further, push a little more gets me closer to His plan. It’s not about perfection. It’s about willingness.
I’m willing, Lord.
And He’s taking time to train my heart, asking me to reach into pieces hidden and still hardened that I haven’t given over to Him yet. There’s a constant refining happening and it’s beautifully uncomfortable. Through it all God is showing me that He answers prayers – reminders of prayers answered for me and my family and celebrations of prayers answered for friends. He’s building a storehouse of sweet treasures in my heart as He works through each hard moment.
I’m reaching for whatever the “more” God has for me is, praying away the temptation in this unknown season to name it, assign a goal to it, or even hold on to it too tightly. It’s all within His reach – I’ll just wait as patiently as I can with hands outstretched, ready when He is.