Sometimes, breathing is the only prayer we can pray, and God hears our sigh and once again breathes the breath of life into us.
We exhale, and it seems like such a little thing. But some days, it is everything.
My friend, Ann, invited me over to her front porch today. So, I’m looking out over the fields, holding a warm cup of tea in my hands, and extending an invitation for you to join us. Come on over, and catch your breath.
Deidre – this was so very beautiful. I had never realized that while all else was spoken into existence, man was crafted by the creators hands. Breathing deeply this truth you poured out for us!
It’s something, isn’t it? Always, always reaching toward us. So incredible.