I don't ever intentionally listen to my breathing...it usually goes by unnoticed -
save for the few times a year I get severely congested and end up impersonating Darth Vader.
But in the final laps of cardio -
legs feeling like rubber,
body hating me,
my lungs screaming with every step -
I am very conscience of the fact that I need to breathe.
In rhythm
not panic!
Sometimes we take our breath for granted,
but by it, our bodies can continue functioning.
It escorts life-giving oxygen to our organs
while taking out the toxins and waste.
Weeks can pass without food or water,
but minutes without oxygen can prove lethal.
How we breathe
What we breathe
When we breathe
are all factors that can alter our health.
And as I was gulping in the air,
wishing I was doing my cool-down stretches
instead of pressing into the extended "home stretch"
I saw the parallel of God in each breath:
How He provides life-giving nutrients to our lives
and removes that which would destroy us.
How there are moments I am aware of Him,
and those where He is still working but I am content in the familiarity of His presence.
That how I breathe
What I breathe
When I breathe
are essential in my growth and health and life in Him.
It left me craving the lungs of someone in spiritual shape!
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