In Search of Less Paddling; More Floating
So I turn to my own reflections from the year my One Word was FLOAT and present a collection of excerpts that have stilled me again in these moments. May their ripples resonate through your busy-ness as well.
From Learning to Float, December 2011:
yield. breathe. rest. slow down. be. surrender. sabbath. relax. give up control. ease. lean. light. stillness. freedom. grace. contentment. worship. peace. open. efficient. expectant waiting. quiet. let go. effortless. dance with grace. Float.
In courage and faith I stepped into the river during 2011. And I believe God’s call to “float” in 2012 is acknowledgement that I am on the right path. The call is to let this current carry me this year. Floating is not about laziness or apathy. It’s a movement forward knowing God is in control. So I can stop being frantic – busy for the sake of busy. Lean on God. Rest in the shadow of His wing. And float.
From Five Minute Friday: Trust, February 2012:
Head back. Arms out. The water will hold.
And even as the sea rises and falls, it holds. Through the rain and the sun, it holds. Whether I stay face up at the sky of wide open possibilities or turn myself over to stare at the darkness below, the water holds.
And when I stay like this, it is effortless. I could do it for hours; days; a lifetime. So why do I fight the urge to check the bottom again? Can I touch? Should I paddle? Could I save myself? How far away is the shore? Am I the only one out here?
Nothing but the sound of my own breathing. The water holds. I am learning to float.
From Five Minute Friday: Here, August 2012:
Over and over I pull my hands from the wheel of control in my life. I remember, momentarily, to float. Only to grab it back and move things as frantically as I know. It must look just flat ridiculous to watch me travel this road, moving this way, then that.
Trying to drive from the passenger seat.
From Five Minute Friday: Graceful, September 2012:
It’s harder to float when the current is moving swiftly. The moves are not as relaxed as head back, arms out. The whole process – far less graceful.
As the water moves faster and in more directions, it’s harder to distinguish my floating from my paddling.
So these days I’m learning about floating through the rapids. The back-to-school, work till 5, juggling kids, teaching class, what’s for dinner, where’s my socks, have I remembered to kiss you today kind of rush of life’s river. The kind that can crash you into the rocks without warning and whose path is harder to see past the moment.
No, it’s not as graceful as green pastures and still waters. It’s not as easy for the floating.
But it’s the perfect time to remind myself to trust the flow, more importantly, trust the One who directs the stream. Even the fast one. And enjoy the ride.
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