One of my favorite places in the world is at His feet, whether sitting, kneeling or literally curled up next to Him on the floor. It doesn’t make me a doormat. It is just a safe, happy place to be, with the bonus of being close to Him.
Kneeling before Him is not the same as bowing down to Him. Sitting on the floor at His feet is not because I am “less than”. It is a physical expression of allowing His control over me, something that demonstrates my deference to Him… even more so when that is where He wants me to be. It has become a source of comfort, an external manifestation of an internal submissive desire so to speak. A very safe spot that grants me the space to take one of those soul deep breaths if for even just a minute.
There are a surprising number of people who confuse physical acts of submission with allowing oneself to be a doormat and many think it is because we feel intrinsically inferior as human beings. Perhaps that is true for some but I have not seen it to be true for most. It is not true for me. The submissive desire is a funny thing and not one I’ve figured out in any in depth way. Most times it just feels right and with the right person it can feel amazing.
(Hopefully this can put to rest the rather consistent comments in my inbox in regards to this.)