I Did It

So, I did it.  I took a leap of faith yesterday and signed on with It Works!

I'm so excited for this new chapter in our lives and what it may bring.  Want to know what I'm talking about?

wrapwithmegand.myitworks.com

You can find me on Facebook here.  I'm so looking forward to sharing more of the new journey with all of you.

Megan

Grace at Cafe Chocolat

This last weekend I had the privilege of going on a retreat called Cafe Chocolat with 40 other women to eat some chocolate and spend some time with the Lord.  I was on the leadership team and knew the ins and outs of the weekend.  I wasn't expecting to be moved like I was.  God had different plans.

During our last session we sat with chocolate syrup (our sin) in our hand for what seemed like a really long time, but was probably 10-15 minutes.  It was a mess.  It spread all over, got on everything around you and even on others around you.  That's so like sin, isn't it?  It's just a mess and it spreads.

There were four women standing up front ready to wipe our sin away.  One of them was my mom.  I didn't go to her because I was trying to avoid crying.  I went to another line and as my sin was being wiped away I was overcome with emotions.

Friends.  I lost it.  I thought about His grace and how much He has changed me in the past year.  How He has just loved on me.  How He has molded me through my hard times.  How thankful I am for having my hard times so I lean into Him more.

I realized He's been working to give me a new name.  And for this I am thankful.  Praise!

Stop and Savor

The busyness of the holiday season is here.  I went to Target last week and it was packed.  I knew that Thanksgiving was just a few days away, but it was just chaotic.  And only to get busier as the holiday season continues.

I have an inner struggle that goes on during this time of the year.  I want to make memories and give gifts and share in the season, but I want to remember what the TRUE meaning of the season is.  The whole reason why I'm here and I'm free... Jesus.

He is the reason for the season.

His birth is what made way for Him dying on the cross so my sins, your sins, could be forgiven.

So friends, can we stop and savor this time?  This time to wait and anticipate what's coming.

He is the ULTIMATE gift.

The gift that continues to give every month.  Every week.  Every day.  Every minute.

Will you accept it and slow down or will you fall into the busyness?

He's waiting...

Peace,
Megan

Holy Yoga for One

I'm a Holy Yoga instructor and I teach two classes a week.  One morning class and one evening class.  I struggle with numbers though.  Lately my classes have had 3-4 people.  I want my classes to be full. I want to share Jesus with as many people as possible.  So, I started praying that God send those to class who needed to be there.  Last Thursday I had 8 people in my class!  Praise!  It was a Holy class.  It was amazing.  

I prayed all weekend for my class on Monday morning.  

Lord, please let the people that need to be there, be there.  This is Your class, let it be what You want it to be.  Amen.

So, this is who showed up for my class on Monday...

Yep, that's my mat (and one of my kids is in the pile to the left).  

I spent the hour on my mat moving, singing, praising.  All for Him.  And you know what?  It was beautiful. He knew exactly who needed to be at that class on Monday.  He knew that I needed that class so much.  He knew that I wouldn't get an hour in on my mat at home.  He knew.

Peace,

Megan

Stuck and Freedom

Have you ever had one of those days/weeks/months where you just feel stuck?  That's where I am right now.  It's where God has asked me to be, but it's not where I want to be.  He doesn't want me to feel stuck, He wants me to lean into Him for strength.  I want to go off and do great and exciting things, but He wants me here.  And He wants me to find joy here.  I am here to do what He has planned for me, and my life.  I struggle with following His directions when it's so the opposite of what I want to be doing.

But I remind myself of this...
He can see the big picture.  I can't.  He knows what's best for me, I only think I do.

"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11 NIV

I've been here for about a month.  Not doing what I want to be doing, but trying my hardest to lean into Him and what He's called me to do: minister to my family.  Fully jump into everything.  And do it with love.  Even the small stuff like cleaning up spilled milk and fixing broken toys.

As a stay at home mom sometimes it doesn't always feel like I'm doing great things.  Sometimes it feels like I'm stuck in the mundane.  I don't always like dealing with the meltdowns, laundry, dishes and arguments.  But then I'm reminded that the most important thing I get to do with my kids is share Jesus with them.  It's a choice I get to make.  It's not something I have to do.  I GET TO share the LOVE of Christ with my kids.  I show His love through all of my actions.  That's wiping tears, helping with homework, packing snacks, making dinner, helping make beds, washing clothes, being patient, everything.  When I do all of those things in love, it shows.  When I do all of those things while leaning into Him, it shows.

Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.  Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.  For my yoke is easy and my burden is light. Matthew 11:28 NIV

I'm not saying it's easy.  By no means is it easy.  It's a daily hourly every minute surrender.  Over and over each and every day.  Sometimes I don't surrender to Him and life gets harder.  The days feel like a constant battle.  Those are the days I feel stuck.  Those are the days I feel out of control.

JJ Heller has a song called Loved.  My favorite lines from the song come from the bridge.
Freedom comes in letting go
Open up the window to your heart
Freedom comes in letting go
Open up your heart

It's so true.  When I let go of my expectations and lean into His will, His Word, His plans I feel free.  I realize that I'm not stuck.  That I am doing great things.  That am I doing one of the greatest things of all... sharing Christ with my family.  And I'm finding joy in doing it.  I feel freedom because I've let go.

Peace,
Megan

3 Minutes

Waiting for the Como Zoo shuttle to pick us up.  My two are in the middle.
Picture taken by Kate.

Today the boys and I headed to Como Zoo with some friends.  We were almost done and checking out the orangutans.  Myles was with the two bigger boys and then they came over by us and Myles was standing by himself (like 2 people away... I could see him).  I felt a little nudge that I should have him come over with us, but didn't listen to it because he wasn't that far away.  I should have listened.

We were ready to go and there was NO MYLES!  He wasn't near the orangutans.  He wasn't anywhere within sight.

Have you ever had that moment?  That moment when you can't find one of your kids?  It's terrifying.

Barrett went with my friend and her two boys and I ran the other direction screaming Myles' name at the top of my lungs.  The tears were there.  Where was my little boy?  Someone asked me what he was wearing and I rattled it off and kept running.  Praying.  Please God, let him be ok.  Let me find him.

Then, up ahead there he was.  He turned around.  Tears streaming down his face.  Jumping up and down.  He thought we left him at the orangutan exhibit and he went to find us.

I've never been happier to hug my child.  To know that God kept him safe.  Kept him from any harm.  Praise God!

It was only 3 minutes, but it was the longest 3 minutes of my life.  And 3 minutes that I had no control and had to lean into Him for strength.  Praise.  Jesus.

Enter the Parable of the Lost Sheep (Luke 15:3-6)
Then Jesus told them this parable: “Suppose one of you has a hundred sheep and loses one of them. Doesn’t he leave the ninety-nine in the open country and go after the lost sheep until he finds it? And when he finds it, he joyfully puts it on his shoulders and goes home. Then he calls his friends and neighbors together and says, ‘Rejoice with me; I have found my lost sheep.’ 

Just as I rejoiced when I found Myles, He rejoices when you come home.

Peace,
Megan

Oh, and listen to that inner voice (Holy Spirit).  It might be telling you something you really need to hear.

The Mondays

Today I have a case of the Mondays.  We had this wonderful weekend.  Beau didn't have to work on Saturday and the weather was nice enough yesterday that we spent the whole afternoon outside.  Doing yard work, playing, just being us.  I thank God for the beautiful weekend, but today is Monday.

Monday means that I don't have my husband around to help me with everything; making food, prepping backpacks for school, taking care of the puppy, doctors appointments, nap-time meltdowns.  Then it struck me... at least I have his help when he is home.  I think of the single parents and the parents that don't get help from their spouse.  God has blessed me so much to have this wonderful relationship with Beau where we can rely on each other for help.  He stays patient when I'm not and vice versa.  It's a beautiful thing this relationship that God gave us.

Here's the thing about Monday though.  We're not alone.  We still have someone to lean into.  He was there the whole weekend.  He's there all the time.  He never leaves my side (or yours).  God is always with us there to help us through whatever Monday throws at us.

But.

Why do I allow that but to rear it's ugly face into my day?  Into my life?  Why can't I just lean into Him and accept His grace on this Monday?

Have I not commanded you?  Be strong and courageous.  

Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go. 

(Joshua 1:9)

That's right.  He's with me, with you, not matter what.

Blessings,
Megan

My Very Special Person - A Guest Post

I am so thrilled to see how God is at work in our lives.  I got an email this morning from my "very special person" from this post.  She wanted to share a little more about her story, how our paths crossed at Holy Yoga retreat, and what God is doing with her since retreat.  So, I introduce LJ.  My sweet friend that God brought me in my time of need.

I feel as though I need to add my story to Megan's, because I am "the very special person...[who] knew exactly what [she] was going through."  Megan's story is moving and my story is moving, but the way our stories connect is amazing and shows just how truly awesome our God is.

Three days before Megan's miscarriage, my husband and I lost our first baby.  God showed me, shortly after it happened, that I would be asked to share my experience with others so that He could love people through me.  This was a hard revelation because it was not something I wanted to discuss, even though I wanted to be used by Him to help people.

Megan was in my small group at the Holy Yoga retreat.  She shared her testimony with us--her struggles with losing her two babies--and I felt God urging me to enter into her grief and walk alongside her.  I refused.  Too vulnerable.  Too scary.  During meditation the next morning, God STRONGLY nudged me (more of a shove, really) to share my story and my pain with Megan.  I wrestled with it for a while, but finally submitted and we began a week-long process of healing together. He turned our mourning into joy and our sorrow into gladness (Jer 31:13)

I came home from Arizona perfectly contented to let the story end there and sing God's praises, for "He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds" (Ps 147:3).  But God had bigger plans. My pastor pulled me aside in church and asked if I would speak to a new believer who just lost her baby.  He said he knew that we were keeping it to ourselves, but this woman needs to talk to someone who has been through it and so I came to mind. "I didn't know...is this too soon?"

Not a moment too soon!  A week ago, I would not have been ready, but by God's grace and for His glory, He gave me exactly what I needed when I needed it in order to be equipped to do the work He has for me to do--work that only I can do BECAUSE of my pain here on this earth; my submission to and trust in God's higher plan for my pain; and God's provision, comfort, and love through it all. Isn't that the message of the cross?

I just wanted to share that because Megan was as much a part of my healing process as I was part of hers, and I just think it's incredible how God brought two strangers together who shared the same pain and healed them through the fellowship they share in Christ.  How great is our God!

LJ

God is so good people!  Do you see it?  Do you see how He brings us the people we need?  Are you open to it?

My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me.  I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; no one can snatch them out of my hand. (John 10:27-28)

Blessings,

Megan

A wise woman once told me....

I'm so blessed to have my mom speak truth into my life on a regular basis.

Blessings,

Megan

My Breaking Point

I've been talking about my miscarriage a lot lately.  This was my second miscarriage, my first happened in June of 2011.  I was clinging to my babies not wanting to forget them, which was making me cling to my pain.  I was afraid to give that over to God because I thought it would make me forget them.  Forget their sweet, innocent, too short lives.

This brings me to my breaking point.  You know you've been there.  It's that point where you can't stand anymore.  You crumble to the floor in a messy pile.  People, I don't get there often.  I have been putting up walls around my heart to protect myself for years.  But, it wasn't protecting me at all.  I was just holding on to everything.

The first night at my Holy Yoga Retreat we did a gentle practice.  I was just excited to do some yoga after traveling all day.  I had no idea what God had planned for me that night.  Not long into the practice and I was sobbing, uncontrollably sobbing.  I was mourning the loss of my sweet babies.  Why did their lives have to end before I got to meet them?  I was not mourning alone, my Holy Yoga family was with me.  As soon as I started showing signs of crying someone was there, right next to me, adjusting my pose to go deeper, to help me release.  They were hugging me and comforting me.  No words needed to be spoken.  I don't know who was comforting me, I don't need to know.  They felt led to come to me and love me.  That is the love of Christ.  That is what Holy Yoga is all about.

After that practice I felt great.  What an emotional release sobbing was.  I felt like I had finally handed it over to God.  Then comes the next morning, after yet another sleepless night.  It's never that easy to get over something.  It took time to get me down into my dark place, it was going to take more time to get out of there.  Tuesday was a rough day.  I wanted to climb into bed and not get out all day.  I felt disconnected and discouraged.  Why was I even there?  Then we had small group and were sharing testimonies.  I went first and shared that I have a hard time seeing where God is through all of this.  I felt alone in it and abandoned.  I didn't even realize it, but I was putting myself out there again, opening up my heart a little bit more.  God brought me a very special person that week that knew exactly what I was going through.  That right there is why I was at this retreat and not in Virginia in October.

Then comes Wednesday morning.  I spent time during meditation asking God "Why?".  I spent time during morning practice asking God "Why?".  So, God led me to my small group leader, Kathi (who has a gift for bringing tears and cheers).  I walked up to her and everything spilled out.  All of my hurt, my anger, my fear.  She listened to it all and said we needed Renee (a woman with a beautiful spirit).  God led Kathi to Renee.  He knew who he could use to break down my walls.  I shared my story with Renee and then we prayed.

People, I've never prayed like that before.  I felt that prayer in my heart.  I felt that wall in my heart crumble and I felt Him take my pain.  He took it for me.  So I wouldn't have to bear it anymore.  I am lighter.  Have I forgotten my babies?  Nope, not once have I forgotten them.  But, I left behind the pain of losing my two babies because I know that He has them and He has me.

I share these part of my story with you today because this JJ Heller video spoke to me today.

To purchase this please go here.

LOVED

Words and Music by Dave and JJ Heller

Do you dream of a home you never had 

An innocence that you cannot get back 

The pain is real

You can’t erase it

Sooner or later you have to face it down 

Down

You have to face it down

You are loved

Do you keep your thoughts inside your head 

Will you regret the things you never said You have a voice

You have to use it

You have a choice

Don’t let them shut you down 

Down

Don’t let them shut you down

You are loved

Do you feel the ache inside your soul

You know you’ll never make it on your own 

Sorrow is too great for you to hold it 

You’re gonna break

Why don’t you lay it down

Freedom comes in letting go

Open up the window to your heart 

Freedom comes in letting go

Open up your heart

This was just the first of many of my walls.  God please help me to let you take more of my walls down.

Can you lay it all down before the Lord and let Him take it? 

Blessings,

Megan  

Labyrinth

I got back from my Holy Yoga Retreat a week ago.  It was bittersweet to leave Phoenix.  The weather was beautiful, the food was awesome, the community was amazing, the entire experience was healing.  I missed my family and I know that I couldn't stay away on that "mountain" forever.  I received many texts, emails and facebook messages encouraging me during the week and wanting to know all about retreat.  I am blessed to have all of you in my life.  To encourage me, pray for me and get excited for me.

I don't have words to express my week at Spirit in the Desert.  I went there broken, with many walls around my heart.  Walls that I had put up to protect myself, but they weren't protecting me.  Walls that God started taking down while I was there.

I'm going to try to share some bits and pieces of that amazing week with you.  Hopefully it comes when He wants it to.

One evening I decided to walk the labyrinth.  As I started I was walking with my arms crossed.  After realizing this I told myself I need to be open to the process.  I let my arms go and He truly started to speak to me.  It's in my personality to always know where I'm going.  To figure out where the path is going to lead me.  As I walked the labyrinth I would try to figure out where it was going to go next.  I was almost always wrong.  What does that mean?  To me it means that His process in how we get somewhere is so much greater than the way I would do it.

Walking the labyrinth of life is a process.  My ways/thoughts/plans are not the way He wants me to go.  I want to go in the most direct route with the least amount of detours.  This is how I am on road trips, just ask my family, I do not like to stop.  God wants me (us) to learn from the journey of life.  There are twists and turns in life that He will use for the good.  

I had a friend tell me that when taking a step back from her life and looking over the paths that God has led her and her family on it's just beautiful.  It hasn't always been pretty or without pain, but it is beautiful.  To know that you let Him lead you through the dark times.

Blessings,

Megan

A Broken Heart That's Trying to Heal

A little history...
I wrote this post 5 weeks ago.  I never intended to post it, it's too painful.  It's been laid on my heart to post it.  I've been struggling with this for the last few days, but it's supposed to be out there.  I'm opening my heart.  So I can heal.  Maybe to help others heal.  This is part of what I'm doing with the Holy Yoga Heart Opener Challenge.  #hyheartopenerchallenge

As I sit her on my bed and type this I don't even know if I will ever post it.  I realize I've been missing for a while.  Well, if I'm honest it's just been a really rough few months.  After missing my Holy Yoga training retreat at the end of October it's been a very bumpy road.  I came to terms with missing retreat.  I must not have been ready or something.  So, I decided to go to retreat in Phoenix in April.  I can't wait, it's only five and a half weeks away.  It will be here before I know it.  I have a feeling that this is the retreat that I was supposed to be at all along.  I am going to get some healing there.  Healing from what?

That brings me to December.  I want to have another baby.  My heart longs for it.  I feel like someone is missing in our family.  This feeling only got stronger after my miscarriage in June 2011.  In December I prayed and prayed that if we were supposed to have another baby, that it please happen.  Please Lord, make this happen.  I was also feeling called to the the Pre/Post Natal Holy Yoga training that was going to start in January and wanted a real obvious reason to start that.  Well, on December 23 I got an answer.  I was pregnant!  We were getting our third baby... finally!  And I was going to do the training.

I was thrilled to be pregnant again, even if my morning sickness was lasting all day long.  I hadn't ever experienced this, but it was worth it.  On January 29th I went in for my first prenatal appointment.  My mom came with me so she could hear the baby's heartbeat.  My in-laws were watching the boys.  We couldn't find the heartbeat, so my midwife sent me to have an ultrasound.  After starting the ultrasound the tech said, "I'm so sorry, there's no heartbeat."  I'm bawling my eyes out.  why... Why... WHY?  Why is this happening again?  My mom is just rubbing my hand, staying close to me, trying to comfort me.  I called Beau and choked out the words "We lost another one, there's no heartbeat."

My mom and I went back up to meet with my midwife.  They both consoled me, hugged me, loved on me.  Then my midwife explained what happened.  I had a blighted ovum.  An egg was fertilzed, implanted and started to grow.  But, because of a chromosomal abnormality and embryo never formed.  It stopped growing two and a half weeks earlier, but I was still having pregnancy symptoms. My body still thought it was pregnant.  We scheduled an appointment to meet with an OB two days later to discuss our options.  We decided to do a d&c to remove the tissue.  Surgery was scheduled for the next day.

So, let me recap the week for you.
Monday- pregnant
Tuesday- 1st prenatal appointment, found out I miscarried
Wednesday- day at home
Thursday- meet with OB
Friday- surgery

Yeah, I would say that my world was sufficiently turned upside down that week.  I had moments that week where the burden was so heavy, I couldn't stand.  I felt like a pile of mush, a puddle on the floor.  I have amazing family and friends that came up along us and helped out, prayed and listened.  I thank God for putting that support into place.  I couldn't have made it through without the support.

So, here I am writing this a month after my surgery.  My body still thinks I'm pregnant.  My hcG levels still aren't back to normal.  I still ache for the babies I've lost.  I still feel like someone is missing.

For lent I decided to add something to my daily routine rather than take something away.  I decided I would do Holy Yoga every day.  Now, I haven't done it every day, but it's been close.  Almost two weeks ago I got on my mat and prayed.

Lord, I'm so lost right now.

I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing.

I don't feel like I know anything.

Please tell me what you want from me.

What direction do you want me to go?

Amen

I didn't like the answer I got.  This is what I heard.  It was a whisper in my heart.

Sacrifice your third child and birth my ministry

WHAT?!?!?!?!  I knew exactly what He meant.  He meant it's time.  It's time to put my wants and needs aside and do what He's called me to do.  To start up the Holy Yoga Ministry at Messiah UMC.  So, after much prayer, tears, bargaining (never another child or just on hold), discernment and more prayer I am going to do just that.  I am doing what He has called me to do.  As painful as it is to put aside what I want.  I know this is best.  Best for me and for my family.

Found this one on the Rev Wellness facebook page this week... so true!

Friends, I still ache.  The pain of losing two babies will always be with me... even if we have another baby someday.  I just remember this verse.

"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord. "Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."

Jeremiah 29:11 (NIV)

Blessings,
Megan

Leaving on a Jet Plane

It's midnight.  I've been sitting here typing up the schedule/instructions/emergency contacts, etc for when I'm gone next month.  I leave for a week so I can finish my Holy Yoga Instructor training.  I can't believe that my Holy Yoga retreat is only four and a half weeks away.  

This makes me think back to nine months ago when I first felt I was being called to become an instructor.  I thought I was supposed to start my training in January.  That didn't happen.  It was just moving too fast.  Plus, it turns out if you wait and do things on God's timing everything works out better than you could ever imagine (i.e. scholarships, grants, peace, calm, spiritual growth).  I would have been done with training in May and teaching already, but that wasn't in His plan.  Looking back, I wouldn't have been ready either.  God still had a lot of work to do to prepare me.  I didn't start my training until July and I will be done in November.  So, it will be about 10 months from start (first thoughts) to finish (certification).  

I can't believe how much my life has changed in less than a year and it's all because of Him.  

So, what exactly have I learned in the last nine months?

Life is better when I completely rely on Him.

The Bible has the answer to any (yes, any) problem I may have.

Prayer is POWERFUL!

Listen for the whisper of God's voice.

I am never done, I will always have something new to learn.

Reading multiple versions of the Bible is an amazing way to understand God's word.

Accountability partners are awesome.

Prayer is life changing!

Sometimes you have to read out loud to get it.

If you're too comfortable, you're probably following your own plan... not His.

Holy Yoga is so not about the Yoga.  It's so all about JESUS!

That last one I already knew from the first time I set foot into a Holy Yoga class, but it's still so true and I continue to be reminded of it.  

Holy Yoga will be coming to Messiah UMC in November. I will keep you all posted and hope to see you in a class.  Just you, your mat and Jesus Christ!

I'm so excited to share Him with you!

Blessings,

Megan 

10,000 Reasons (Bless the Lord)

First, I'll start with a little Holy Yoga update.  I received my Training Manual on Monday, May 14th.  What a great birthday present!  Today they withdrew my deposit.  It's official (according to my bank account... hahaha).  I start  training on July 12th... it's only six weeks away.  I'm sure it will be here before I know it!  Right now I'm trying to get to 2-3 classes a week.  If you want to join me, let me know.  I typically go on Tuesday evenings, Thursday evenings and Saturday mornings.  I'm hoping to get some Friday mornings in this summer.  I applied for a grant through my church to help cover some of the other costs for training and then costs of childcare and yoga equipment.  I ask for prayers as they review my application.  I find out at the end of June/beginning of July if I get the grant.

Now, onto the title of the post...
10,000 Reasons by Matt Redman is one of my new favorite songs lately.  Every time it comes on the radio, I turn it up and belt it out!  I'm sure it's quite the sight for people when I'm sitting at a stoplight.  Since it's such a great song (in my opinion) I wanted to share the lyrics with you.  Here they are...

10,000 Reasons (Bless the Lord)

The sun comes up

It's a new day dawning

It's time to sing your song again

Whatever may pass

And whatever lies before me

Let me be singing 

When the evening comes

Bless the Lord O my soul

O my soul

Worship His Holy name

Sing like never before

O my soul

I'll worship Your Holy name

You're rich in love

And You're slow to anger

your name is great

And Your heart is kind

For all Your goodness

I will keep on singing

Ten thousand reasons

For my heart to find

Bless the Lord O my soul

O my soul

Worship His Holy name

Sing like never before

O my soul

I'll worship Your Holy name

And on that day

When my strength is failing

The end draws near

And my time has come

Still my soul will 

Sing Your praise unending

Ten thousand reasons

And then forevermore

Bless the Lord O my soul

O my soul

Worship His Holy name

Sing like never before

O my soul

I'll worship Your Holy name


Want to hear the song?  Click here and you can watch a video.

Blessings,
Megan

Excitement

It's 12:15am and I just finished working for the day.  We've been really busy around here and I should head to bed, but I felt called to sit and write for a minute.  I need to write about my excitement!  I am so excited I can hardly contain myself.  Do you ever feel like this?

My excitement comes from Jesus!  Specifically about Holy Yoga.  More fell into place in the last few days.  I found out that I got a $500 scholarship from Holy Yoga to help cover the cost of training.  My training manual shipped today... I will have it on Monday!  I didn't think this would ship until July :).  I ordered the rest of my books (three of them, I already have one) for training this afternoon and one of them already shipped.  My plan is to ready these four books in May and June so I can focus on reading my training manual come July 12th (when I start Holy Yoga training).

I'm so excited for this next chapter in life.  I can't wait to see what it brings and where it's going to take me!  I hope to share my journey with you along the way.  

I know this was a bit of a ramble, so thanks for reading it.

Blessings,

Megan

It's Official

I officially registered to become a Holy Yoga instructor today!  I can't believe it!  I feel like it's been such a long journey to get here.  I know it's only been since January, but there have been so many bumps in the road it feels like much longer.  I've overcome most of those bumps and handed the rest of them over to God.  He can deal with them, I'm going to be still.  

The Lord with fight for you; you need only to be still.  Exodus 14:14

As excited as I am I know that this now means that come July 12th, life will get very busy (as if it's not busy enough already).  This is probably when I'm going to wonder what I was thinking.  How am I going to work 15-18 hours of school per week into my life?  I know it will happen, with much prayer, patience, listening to God's will and scheduling.  

You might be missing me on Facebook during that time :).   

Want to check out what Holy Yoga is all about?  Come with me to a class!  I'll be at Colonial Church in Edina at 7:00pm tomorrow.  Can't make it tomorrow, click here to see a schedule for all the classes in the Twin Cities.  

Blessings,

Megan

Love is. . .

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 

(1 Corinthians 13:4)

Happy Valentine's Day Everyone!  I hope you are able to spend the day today with those you love most!  We are going to have a nice quiet evening at home with the boys.  We're going to make homemade heart shaped pizza's for dinner!  

Because this song means so much to me right now, I wanted to share it with you.  Not always does God answer our prayers the way we want Him to.  

Laura Story - Blessings

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!

Megan