Last week, my man texted me a picture from the hospital which he titled “Gas Chamber.” We had known for eight weeks that this day was coming. The pulmonologist wanted him to undergo a breathing test.
I am happy to report that our breathing is just fine. Thank you.
The tech who oversaw the “gas chamber” exam had worked with Bruce during his hospitalization, and apparently, he was quite shocked at his recovery. I guess most of the patients he sees don’t actually pass the breathing test.
It’s hard to bounce back from the brink when your breathing has been compromised.
I still wonder at the healing hand of God in our lives. His mercy overwhelms me. May I never forget that He wrought a miracle in my man’s now fully-healthy lungs.
You don’t appreciate the gift of breathing until you’ve struggled to gulp in air without assistance.
Anyway, in the middle of my man’s breathing test, I was furiously working on a writing project that basically landed on my lap out of nowhere. I spent 10 days running full speed ahead at a breakneck pace to meet a crazy deadline. I barely had time to take a breath.
Driven and desperate, I determined to finish on time — even if it killed me. I wrote into the wee hours of the morning and relied on Advil and soda to help me through the day.
As soon as I’d e-mailed the final product off for review, I crumbled on the couch in exhaustion. “Laptop, be gone,” I exclaimed. I needed to breathe.
But still I struggled to disconnect. I mean, I’d spent long hours attached to that screen. The keyboard started to define me.
Have you ever forgotten how to “just breathe” and be? We run ragged on an adrenaline-infused rhythm for so long that taking a break seems boring, barren, and baseless.
The enemy loves to get us busy.
When was the last time you “just breathed,” friend? I’ve learned that if I don’t stop to breathe God puts me to the test. He will slow me down in His mercy to teach me the importance of remembering that inhaling is a gift of His mercy.
Just be and breathe.
Fill your lungs with the peace of God. He is the air that you breathe.
Do you struggle to “just breathe” like I do?
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