Unity-A Thread in the Carpet

GO training has come and gone and the winter YES training is here. This week has been full of adjustments and transitions as we get used to having participants in the house and settle in for 8 weeks of digging deeper. I had the privilege of leading a discussion on humility this week and was dumbstruck through the discussion and session we had attended prior to it. I am a prideful person. Sounds silly to say "Hello my name is Emily and I struggle with pride" but in essence that's what God wants us to do so that we can embark on a journey towards humility. It starts with vulnerability and if I'm not willing to be vulnerable then I can't embark on this journey. I realized that my unwillingness to be vulnerable at the right times causes discourse in my unity with the Father. We are co-workers and my inability to say out loud what I am struggling with hinders this unity.
It's like we are all a piece of thread in a carpet. If we are by ourselves then we don't make a carpet at all. We are just a piece of fuzz. But as we realize the need for God and others or as we realize the importance of our journey in it's entirety the little pieces of thread come together to make a beautiful carpet.

"Now we hope..."

After many forms were filled out and sent to numerous addresses, I ventured southeast to Washington, DC yesterday to file for my long term visa at the Czech Republic Embassy. Nervousness and excitement the night before kept me from sleeping and 6 hours of driving to and from DC made for a non-coherent Emily last evening. As I sat in the waiting room, vigourously chewing a piece of gum and moving my leg, a bundle of nerves, a Czech couple came in the door to meet with the consulate. Listening to them speak Czech slowed down my gum chewing and made my leg stop moving, it was so calming. The night before while I was dosing in and out of sleep I had a dream that the embassy staff person who would be helping me file for the visa was a very nice woman. This proved to be entirely true. We stood on either side of a window with a moveable tray between us passing documents and figuring out which address goes where. We laughed, sorted everything out, and finished the hour long conversation with her stating: now we hope. But I'm choosing to add "and pray" to the end of that statement.