This past weekend I had the opportunity to participate in a Holy Yoga class and it was AMAZING. When working out I never have related my body movement and thoughts with my relationship with God, but the more I moved through this class the more I felt Him speaking to me. Working through my family woes, my heartbreak over things from years past - I could just feel him pushing His way into them. Things that I had been shoving inside deeper and deeper into my heart where I wouldn't have to think about them, but always felt them lingering. At the end of the class we laid in childs pose or on our back and the instructor came by, anointed us and prayed over us individually while she manipulated our postures to be better (if we needed) and even rubbed my shoulders briefly . As soon as I felt her push on me it was as though she was helping me push those old harbored feelings and thoughts out - in that moment I felt God and released those bad feelings and cried. Shake cried. It felt amazi...