Thursday, May 19, 2011
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Not long ago, I lay awake in bed asking God why I couldn't sleep. No definitive answers came, so I silently prayed as Matthew 11:28 ran back and forth across the corners of my mind. "You promise me rest," I anxiously reminded Jesus. Still, sleep seemed to evade me. "What? Am I not trusting You or releasing my burdens?" I asked Him in frustration. His answer was shocking. "You're barely breathing," He gently whispered. With that, I opened my mouth and let out a breath that I didn't even know I was holding. Upon expiration I felt my chest wall lower by what seemed to be at least two inches. Though I thought it odd that I had literally been "barely breathing," I began thinking back to previous sleepless nights. Was I forgetting to exhale on those nights as well? Hmm...I made a mental note to pay closer attention in the future. "Must breathe," I sleepily instructed myself. With that, I thanked Jesus for His counsel and drifted off to sleep. It has been since that night that I've begun to take note of how frequently the natural act of breathing in my own life seems to take long breaks after inspiration. Somewhere along the way of each day, I often allow my breathing cycle's expiration component a long and unnecessary break. What is it I'm doing when I'm forgetting to exhale? What are any of us doing?