The unknown is an exhausting place to be. Waiting, just waiting. In November 2015 I completed 225 hour Holy Yoga instructor training. My Pastor has grave concerns about this ministry so here I am praying and waiting. Also fretting and stewing. Everything in my soul desires to teach Holy Yoga while at the same time I whole heartedly desire to honor and fear the Lord.
As a Christian I am free to practice yoga. However, I am not free to distress my fellow believers. In the early church the issue of meat sacrificed to idols was similar. 1 Corinthians 8:9-13, “9 Be careful, however, that the exercise of your rights does not become a stumbling block to the weak. 10 For if someone with a weak conscience sees you, with all your knowledge, eating in an idol’s temple, won’t that person be emboldened to eat what is sacrificed to idols? 11 So this weak brother or sister, for whom Christ died, is destroyed by your knowledge. 12 When you sin against them in this way and wound their weak conscience, you sin against Christ. 13 Therefore, if what I eat causes my brother or sister to fall into sin, I will never eat meat again, so that I will not cause them to fall.”
There is so much beauty in Holy Yoga. Christ is proclaimed, His love is shared, hearts are opened, praises sung. Lord, where would you have me?
(This post was originally published on my other site, praisestretchpraisebreathe.wordpress.com. The mysterious, disappearing content means 3 posts are resurfacing here).