Are You In Your Place Of Maybe Today?

We all have desire. 

We all hope for something. 

Who or what is the recipient of that request? Who are you hoping will make that wish come true for you? 

God, the Universe or your own personal North Star?

Whoever it is that holds your prayers wants the best for you...always. 

Trusting this notion is the home run of faith. 

Our faith itself needs to be proof that God wants the best for you.

If proof of this concept is contingent upon receiving whatever it is you’re asking for, you will find yourself stuck on a hamster wheel of despair, frustration and lack...and running in circles around your faith.  

Knowing, that despite outcome, your God wants the best for you is the mastery of faith. Maintaining this faith gives you a ticket off the roller coaster of emotion you have been riding. 

The answers to our prayers often come in a different form than what we’ve prayed for but, in my experience, they have always been answered and delivered in a far greater way than I could’ve ever imagined. 

I have always been speechlessly grateful that they weren't answered according to my plan.

The real prize here is the emotional equanimity one receives when their faith and the knowing that things will always turn out powerfully gives you. You are no longer stuck in the ups and downs of your life because there are no ups and downs. 

Here is a beautiful Taoist story that illustrates this concept impeccably:

There is a Taoist story of an old farmer who had worked his crops for many years. One day his horse ran away. Upon hearing the news, his neighbors came to visit. "Such bad luck," they said sympathetically. 

"Maybe," the farmer replied. The next morning the horse returned, bringing with it three other wild horses. "How wonderful," the neighbors exclaimed.

"Maybe," replied the old man. The following day, his son tried to ride one of the untamed horses, was thrown, and broke his leg. The neighbors again came to offer their sympathy on his misfortune. "Maybe," answered the farmer. The day after, military officials came to the village to draft young men into the army. Seeing that the son's leg was broken, they passed him by. The neighbors congratulated the farmer on how well things had turned out. "Maybe," said the farmer.

Stay in your place of maybe.  Trust that despite what comes your way, you are being blessed beyond comprehension.

There is no high. There is no low. There is only faith. 

Much love,
Erin