Breathing In and Out

Laying awake last night, unable to sleep at first, I watched the rise and fall of my husband’s chest.  Breathing in and out, in and out, and again.

The rhythmic rise and fall of his chest became almost hypnotic but not before I heard the words:  “I am the breath of life.”

The Spirit of God has made me;
the breath of the Almighty gives me life.
Job 3:4 (NIV)

Even as He breathed life into the tiniest petal on this loosestrife, He has infused each part of His creation with His breath of life.

Do you ever think of breathing in and out?  We exercise and while exercising, we inhale and exhale.  All day long we inhale and exhale.

Breathing in and out.

Tiny fingers and toes, tiny ears and nose, tiny newborn — breathing in and out.  God-infused breath of life for each little one.

Wrinkled, paper-thin skin.  Rheumy eyes aged by time.  Memories locked in a less active mind.  Still breathing in and out.  God-infused breath at the end of life.

Look closely now — a pattern develops.  Breathing in and out.  God-infused breath of life every day.

All day long God is breathing with you, breathing into you, giving you His gift of life.

Giving thanks with Ann at Multitudes on Mondays for
the gift of breathing in and out and
being filled with God-given life

and visiting with Laura at


plus meeting up with Duane on Wednesday at

and on Thursday with Joan at The Grace Cafe

 

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6 thoughts on “Breathing In and Out

  1. “All day long God is breathing with you, breathing into you, giving you His gift of life.”

    Needed this right now, my friend. Thank you.

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