keep breathing.

It’s September, and I’m back to writing regularly. Outside of work, I’ve written almost nothing in the entire month of August – not even in my notebook, where no one sees it anyway. I don’t know why, exactly. One day, I just stopped. Stopped having the words, I think. I didn’t know what to say, I just focused on what I was doing.

So many things in my life have been up in the air recently. Maybe you recognize the feeling. Something is changing and you don’t quite know what. Or you know what’s changing but you didn’t know exactly when. Or something needs to change and you don’t have any idea how it’ll work out. For me, it’s been all of the above.

I guess concentrating on what I do know and can do has sucked all the words out of me. It feels like I’ve been holding my breath, I’ve realized. Like when I’m doing a strenuous movement during a workout and I don’t even realize I’m holding my breath until the coach reminds us to keep breathing.

I’ve noticed it’s easier to move my body when I move with my breath. I mean, that’s why they tell you how to breathe properly during a workout. Breathing supplies the oxygen you need in order to literally move your body, and it helps you lift heavier loads. But it didn’t really mean anything to me until I put it into practice.

Now I keep thinking about the source of our breath, the Holy Spirit, and how He supplies what we need to do what we’re doing. He is the actual reason we are able to move, to do what we do, and to lift heavier loads.

It feels obvious when it’s stated so plainly, but on days when it feels like you’re holding your breath because of what you have going on, remember to keep breathing. Move with your breath. Move with the Holy Spirit.

The power of God is in you, even on a Thursday.