I am planning to take a postpartum doula training this weekend. I’m not sure why, but I’ve been feeling the ever so slight push to take a postpartum doula training for the last year and a half or so. I’m still pretty uncertain about what I am going to do with this. I am uncertain if I will complete the certification requirements or not. (If I do, I will need 3 willing families who will allow me to serve as their postpartum doula for at least 20 hours. It won’t be free, but it may be discounted.) I feel like God is nudging me toward this for some reason, and I really don’t know why.
I don’t talk about my faith very much on my website, but I do rely on God a lot in my business. I ask Him to help me be the best doula I can be for my clients- to serve them exactly the way that they need. I decided to be a birth doula with sort of a rebellious spirit. I wanted to be a birth doula really badly, so I purposely did not pray to ask if it was right for me because, “I didn’t want Him to tell me no.”
Fast forward 8+ years and I have seen so many instances of God helping me on this journey. One lesson I’ve learned is He helps. Even if this wasn’t what He wanted for me, He helps. Because He loves me, He is there for me anyway. Even as I flounder and fail on a journey that maybe I wasn’t supposed to be on, He helps. (Or maybe I was supposed to be on this journey. Maybe He knew I would be feeling a bit rebellious, and He used that to help me get on the journey I was supposed to be on. Who knows?)
But after 8+ years, I’ve become quite a bit more submissive to God’s will in my life. Honestly, it’s because I’m tired. I’m really tired. Soul tired.
So I am along for the ride. I am trying not to think too much about it, only follow the promptings I am given. One wave at a time. Kinda like labor. We shall see where this journey leads me.