Once upon a time, a bright-eyed, bushy tailed family of four decided to embark on a road trip adventure from Texas to Illinois. You see, 90 days ago, the first-born son moved to this far-away land with his bride and four small children to save and better lives through his medical residency. Due to relatively recent job changes, the hero of this story lacked the time to take vacation during the summer months. So we waited lo, these many months for the long Labor Day weekend to arrive to travel far and yon.
The original plan was to whisk the two beautiful princesses, aged 18 and 13, from school at 10am the Thursday before commencement of the weekend and to return in the King’s coach on Monday, the holiday itself. Due to the scheduling of an important athletic dual at the middle school coliseum, we chose a later departure time of 7:15pm, retrieving a feast from the kingdom Chick-fil-a en route to new lands.
We made tracks, post haste, due north as the sun set in the west. Three hours time and 240 miles into our journey, the King stopped his coach to allow his passengers to relieve themselves. It was at this juncture that the King and Queen discovered that the Queen had failed in a most important duty. Two of princess Shelby’s three anti-seizures potions had been left behind at the castle. The dragon can be dangerous and even deadly without the properly prescribed weapons.
The King, in his frustration, tried not to make the aging and forgetful Queen (who can no longer pawn these things off on “chemo brain”) feel any worse than she already did. They stood outside the coach at the petrol market debating their options. The queen suggested turning back toward the castle to retrieve what they lacked. As it was already after ten o’clock in the evening and this course of action would add approximately six hours travel time, the King looked like he might order the beheading of his beautiful (what?) queen. We decided pushing the team of horses forward and ringing for the on-call royal physician to submit an emergency order to an apothecary near the home of the eldest knight (and the family’s destination) would be most wise.
After finally resuming travel, the queen juggled messenger hawk between the eldest knight, pharmacists and various apothecaries before finding someone who would fulfill the order for the potions after the sun rose again. Princess Shelby did suffer a little (consequences of the Queen’s lack of diligence) from missing one dose of potion that night.
The party pressed on, stopping only one more time for relief and refreshment, but finding the conditions not very suitable for resting on the journey. The coach finally pulled up to the young knight’s estate at 5:15 the following morning. The weary travelers blew up their bed and crawled into it for a couple of hours sleep before the royal grandchildren beckoned. And they all spent a wonderful, busy weekend loving and playing and enjoying fellowship.
It’s dramatic. It’s joyful. It makes for a good story. It’s usually preceded by the telling of some harrowing or gut-wrenching situation in someone’s life. And then “God shows up”. Help arrives. A prayer is answered. The problem is solved. The story-teller’s faith is renewed and all is love and light in the world. But is it biblical?
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it certainly helps. In a similar way, following Jesus requires a willingness to be stretched beyond our comfort zones. 
As one of the most common and popular resting asanas, child’s pose brings rest and rejuvenation when another pose or series causes discomfort or fatigue. And bringing yourself face down helps block out distractions, increasing focus. When life events generate discomfort or fatigue, as they often do, going face down before the Lord in prayer and/or worship invites Him to heal the hurt as we call on His mercy and power. “Come, let us worship and bow down, let us kneel before the Lord our Maker.” 
I often feel unmovable and steadfast holding a solid Warrior pose. Outside the classroom, my human nature falls short of this kind of reliability and sturdiness. But my Heavenly Father provides what I lack. He describes the tools, or armor, He gives to me in 
Most instructors teach students to use corpse pose (don’t focus on that name) for this time, although a number of other poses substitute nicely for it. After the exertions of practice, savasana allows for a rejuvenation of the mind and spirit as the body regroups and resets. I once regularly skipped out on this time during sessions, not fully understanding the value of it. I now fully look forward to these precious moments of the day. After, or even better BEFORE, the exertions of life in general, spending time in quiet solitude, meditation of scripture, and rest (and not just when you are asleep) is one of the only ways we can pay attention to the heart whispers God sends to us. “He says, ‘Be still and know that I am God.'”