On receiving

Well I didn’t write yesterday and I’m struggling to write anything today because I’m deep in thought.

Every time I write something down I think, “I want to think about that more.”

I never liked the pressure to constantly create on social media and I don’t want to create that here.

But I will tell you what I’ve been marinating on over here, the idea of women as “recipients”.

I once heard someone says that women are multipliers. Whatever you give them, they will give you that back and tenfold.

He went on to explain, “You give her a house and she makes you a home.”

“You bring her groceries, she makes you a meal.”

“You give her your sperm, she gives you a child.”

There’s no denying that women are biologically designed to receive.

The anatomy of the vagina, cervix and uterus tells that story.

But we also are designed to give.

We bring forth children. We make food with our body. We love abundantly.

But it’s interesting to me that design for the the giving is that it comes AFTER the receiving.

Feeding the Chickens By Luigi Rossi

This week I challenged myself to several days of “receiving”.

I committed to attending to my responsibilities but

NO GRINDING,

NO PLANNING,

NO MAKING THINGS HAPPEN.

It was difficult.

Every day brought for challenges and pressures to be caught up in doing and every day I disciplined myself to be open to receiving what God was going to do in my day.

He used others.

Day 1  He sent me an encouraging email from a friend, about surrendering 😂😂 followed by a sick calf that causes me to panic until I remembered not to strive to fix it and to focus on receiving.

Day 2 He sent me guidance and revelations to help me heal my calf and love extra on my son who needed it. He sent me advice from two different friends that helped heal a long lasting injury I sustained from milking my cow the first week I got her.

Day 3 He sent me multiple light bulb moments with far reaching implications for my life, encouragement from others and some other blessings only someone that knew my heart could know mattered.

Every day there was provision.

Every day I was appropriately tired at the end of my day-not wired but tired, actually tired, ready for sleep and strangely satisfied with the day.

Every morning I woke up first thing and prayed,  “Lord, help me to receive what you have today.”

The verse I kept thinking of this week was, “Let it be to me according to your will.”

It’s what Mary said when she found out she was going to give birth to God’s son.

Talk about being receptive to some wild life happenings.

I’m not sure what it all means I just know that as a career doer and fixer, it feels different in my body to rest and receive.

I still did my daily chores and work for the day, but I sat back and let the needs present themselves so that I could respond.

I did NOT seize the day.

I let it ask me to do things and I rested until asked.

It’s was amazing and odd.

I’m trying to keep with it.

Maybe you can try it too and let me know what you experience is and what you notice?

Please share if this and the other posts here resonates with you .

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I was on a podcast this week, 5MountainAdventures. They are very sweet people helping folks transform their lives.

xoxo,

Sarah

PS-calf is thriving despite prognosis. Cheers to homeopathy, herbal medicine and the prayers of the wise women in my life! God is good!