Breathless
Allow me to share an ancient prayer, part of something called the Shema:
“Blessed are you, O Lord our God, King of the universe, whose breath goes forth and sustains all.
Who is in all and through all, a God near and not far.
In whom we live and move and have our being.“
Thank You, Lord Jesus, for the breath in my body.
I just woke up not able to take a breath for several seconds. It sat me straight up in bed holding my chest.
Not because of sleep paralysis. Because of this new health challenge. My body has betrayed me.
Every breath from Him is mercy.
If I had not been able to take that next breath, what would my last words have been to my wife or to my son or to my daughter?
Would I have been proud of my final day?
Every breath is mercy, a chance to repent and be reconciled to our Father
“Blessed are you, O Lord our God, King of the universe, whose breath goes forth and sustains all.
Who is in all and through all, a God near and not far.
In whom we live and move and have our being.“
Thank You, Lord Jesus, for the breath in my body.
I just woke up not able to take a breath for several seconds. It sat me straight up in bed holding my chest.
Not because of sleep paralysis. Because of this new health challenge. My body has betrayed me.
Every breath from Him is mercy.
If I had not been able to take that next breath, what would my last words have been to my wife or to my son or to my daughter?
Would I have been proud of my final day?
Every breath is mercy, a chance to repent and be reconciled to our Father
26-30, M