Leave Room for God

This was created on Sunday, October thirteenth, and this lesson was too good to not pass along 🙂
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   There’s been multiple circumstances today that has me having one of those “should’ve had a v-8” moments. Admittedly, I’ve been slipping into a state of significantly downplaying my own ability of receiving. A state of spiritual amnesia that’s like a cloud shadowing the good that I’m able to receive.

    I make assumptions, and I doubt, all based on what appears to be logical and practical and predictable. And it’s exhausting when I live there too long. This state of mind has me almost expecting disappointment. I think when I look at life through that lens, the magic disappears right along with the wonderment. Some might call it being an adult, but I find it bleak.

However, throughout the years via spiritual teachers and life experience, I’ve been taught something better. That is to expect luck, blessings, and the unexpected. I believe we’re only as lucky as our mind perceives. I know this… but sometimes we forget our own knowledge.

I wasn’t applying the practice of leaving room for God. Of expecting the improbable, impractical, and miracles. What I know to be true is that God gives us the desires of our hearts in one way or the other. Psalm 37:4 “Take delight in the lord and he will give you the desires of your heart”. 

But when we’re living in a contracted, arms-crossed, subpar state of mind, we close ourselves off to the incredible blessings which are wanting to be gifted to us. 
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Story,

On Friday, a few days ago while I was shopping at the New Glarus farmers market, I was chatting with Robert, a man who also sells at the Sunday market like I do. He forewarned me “We might not have a lot of people on Sunday, so I wouldn’t bring a whole lot of product”.

Instantly, I was disappointed. I had planned to bring a lot of products to sell on Sunday. I mean, Sunday farmers market is my only source of income as of right now.

Robert said humbly, “Well I could be wrong, but it all depends on who the Packers play. If they play certain teams, then there won’t be a lot of people”.

I listened to him, and thanked him for his warning. After all, he’s only trying to protect me from going home with unsold sourdough. But still, something in my heart told me to make a lot of products.

Now we’re at the Sunday market and well, Bob was absolutely right…the Packers must be playing one of those teams and the crowd has stayed in.

There I sat, bundled up in my white sweater, wool vest and Free People winter hat, alone at my table with a LOT of product. It was cloudy, windy, cold, and trickled sparsely with shoppers.

So it’s mid farmers market day, about 11:00, and I began to doubt my confidence that I’d sell out by 1:00, closing time. There had to be about 15 loaves left, which for the remaining two hours of farmers market, odds of selling out weren’t’ looking too good. And 15 loaves to leave with is not acceptable in my mind.

In a semi-frantic way, I snapped a video of my table and created an Instagram & Facebook story post “Sourdough for grabs! I’ll deliver to you!”.

Literally minutes after I posted that story, a handful of those loaves got purchased. “Whew!” I exhaled.

At the very end of the day with under 5 minutes left, I took 1 of 4 loaves left and traded for some of Bob’s vegetables. As I was talking to Bob, another vender flagged me down because I had a customer over at my table. I walk over to my table, happy that at least 1 more loaf would most likely be purchased by this man. This customer pointed to the last 3 loaves and declared “I’ll take them all. I love sourdough!” Sold! Every loaf gone! 
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-My hearts desire: To sell a large amount of sourdough. 

-What I did correctly, in accordance with my knowledge: I followed the calling to make the large amount of sourdough products, with the hope to sell each and every one.

-The wrong I was doing in the moment: Doubting whether I’d sell out, based on the market’s circumstances. A cold, windy day & low crowd. 

-The lesson: God provides, despite what seems probable, practical and predictable.

-What happened: Every single loaf was purchased.

You see, when we leave room for the God, he delights us. Belief adds that pinch of sparkle, and warm glow in our heart. We don’t have to figure life out on our own. We get to follow our hearts desire, and be open to how it’s going to unfold.

And sometimes we need that reminder that Gods ways are higher than our ways. So, leave room for God!
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Peace, love, and blessings!
xo,
Paula