Trying to Relax

I had a massage today. Although it was not the first one I'd had, it was perhaps the most relaxing one I'd had. Previously, I'd struggled to fully relax on the massage table. I had a hard time keeping myself from "helping" my masseuse by moving my arms or legs whenever she needed to move them. I was trying to be helpful, but in reality I was making myself more tense, thus creating more work for her. Several times before I'd had one masseuse or another quietly but firmly tell me to relax and let her do the work.

Today, however, was different. A combination of physical and emotional fatigue motivated me to really relax and enjoy the treatment. Although there were times when I was tempted to move around for my masseuse, I continually lay there and let her move me around as she needed.

I felt God whispering to me to relax and let Him work in me. I'm currently going through one of the most painful times in my life, and there is really nothing that I can do to fix it or change it. (You'd think that those facts alone would prevent me from trying to fix things, but no!) Today I sensed God urging me to relax, leave my trial in His hands and let Him do the work. That is not easy to do. But at this point, that's really all I can do.