Coincidence?

When I started working at St. Stephen's, I...believed in God, but I didn't really live my belief.

Not that I do now, but the thought definitely crosses my mind more often then not these days.

That being said, my boss has a tendency of saying, "There is not such thing as a coincidence. It is the Holy Spirit at work in your life." She's a priest, so I tend to trust her on that one. I also truly have felt it in my life since living into my faith.

Even my blogging relationships have changed. I've made new "friends" who have bizarre, coincidental ties to my life. A family minister? Really? All because I won a giveaway? A Richmond native? Really? All because I love her work? Learning and growing from other women and their lives isn't a coincidence. Hearing exactly what I need to hear isn't a coincidence.

Which leads me to this post by the lovely Allegra.

Read it. Enjoy it. Take from it what you will.

I think that sometimes we(women/mothers/wives) get so caught up in...hoarding that we forget what the other side is...letting go.

And yet, how can I forget this? I, the woman who cries at college commercials because I can't imagine her leaving. I, who cries at "dancing with her dad on her wedding day" commercials because I can't imagine letting go.

How can I forget?

I am the master's servant and it is only through giving away my talents that I will receive more. I can't let myself bury my talents in the dirt and keep them hidden. And isn't that really what a tense relationship is? One wrought with dirt?

So the question is, how do I learn to hold loosely and give freely?

How can I forget...or rather, how can I remember.