The Power of Breath

Have you ever stopped to think how many parts of your body are involved when you take a breath? Have you ever thought about what must go on internally when you take a breath to speak? Have you ever thought about what happens when your body works as one, and you breath, speak, sing, or yell? I can tell I have never thought about any of the mechanisms involved in breathing until I am having a problem breathing. Where my breath comes from is never a thought in my mind, I expect, no I demand for it to be there when I need it.

I don’t always stop to think how I am using my words toward someone. Most of the time, I don’t even care if they understand what I am saying, I mean if they fail to understand, I usually say that is their fault (anyone else guilty)! I am breathing right now as I type this but I haven’t once thought what would happen if I wasn’t? That is the problem I face today.

Are we taking our every breath for granted? Are we using our breath to spread gossip, lies, doubt, mistrust, hatred, death? Are we using breath, breath that is a gift from God alone, to kill not just others but ourselves? I can’t spend my life using the gift of breath, to snatch the breath out of someone else…no one has that power. But that is exactly what we do when the only objective is to be selfishThe next moment you speak, the next moment you yell, the next conversation you begin, ask am I using the power of breath for good?

Now, take a breath.

 

Happy New Life!

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Are You Afraid of the Dark?

So, I am sitting here at my computer writing this note and the only light is the glow of my computer screen. Growing up, my parents would always say, “you’re not afraid of the dark, go to bed.” I used to think, Yes I am!!!! But now I wonder what was I really afraid of? My room looks exactly the same in the light as it does in the dark, right? Nothing changes, so than what I am really afraid of, less light?  These questions rattled my brain for years and tonight I finally answered myself.

The dark, an absence of light, does not change what the light illuminates, it only casts a shadow over the things that are already known. The dark means I need more light in order to function, just as I do when I have light. It means although I know my surroundings, I must be careful not to take for granted my sight. When it’s light I don’t necessarily pay attention to anything, because my eyes know my environment well. But those same eyes, adjust when there is only a shadow of what it knows to be true and sends a signal to my brain to proceed with caution to avoid injury.

Funny, how we spent our childhood avoiding what as adults we want to live in, the dark. We think that our ability to adjust to shadows will in some way keep us from dealing with what is known in the light. We plot revenge at night, plan to leave our homes, children, employment, at night, we fight at night…why because in the dark I only have to see a shadow of myself and those I intend to injure.

I confess, I am afraid of the dark, not because of what I can’t see, but what I do see. It is a good place to hide, it’s lonely, sometimes it feels good, and I never have to deal with the truth. Unfortunately, I learned tonight that darkness doesn’t last. Its strength, power, and control is severely handicapped because light is always ready to return. See when the sun sets, it is making plans to return. The sun (the hottest burning star) provides time for darkness to enter but not remain. Don’t fear the dark, destroy it. Use your eyes for vision, use your life for purpose, live in the light!

~You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden. Matthew 5:14~

Happy New Life!

All Aboard the Choose-Choose Train!

So, I am by no means a gamer…I mean I like the next popular app as well as the next person but there is something embedded deep within the pixels of these apps that drives me wild.  I have spent hours waking and even those hours I should have been asleep playing some of my favorite apps on my iPad. I want to blame my sister for introducing me to them but she has not once forced nor coerced me to play them. The truth is, I LIKE PLAYING GAMES! Whew, that wasn’t so hard to admit, right? Well the problem, is what happens when the game begins to play us? I mean I give myself a time limit, 15 minutes and then I have to go to the grocery store, an hour later I’m stilling trying to juice some cubes, grow some wheat, or crush some candy… how does this happen? How does time slip away from me?  When did I lose control and allow something or someone to control my every move for an endless amount of time? How do I or better yet why do I become upset, angry, frustrated when life interrupts my game? When out of the coma like state I’m in, I’m suddenly  jolted into reality with children, money, debt, dinner preparation, and working?

The simple answer, choice.  Choices, are made every second of the day. From what do I wear, where do I eat, what do I drive, where I work, what I choose to do, choices determine our destiny.

Today I chose to write from a place that hurts a LOT,  I thought I can’t be free or help others be free if I deny the choices I have already made and those that I will continue to make. There is a consequence for choice, we could spend our lives debating if those are good or bad, but wisdom helps me understand there is a consequence for each choice I make. When I spend hours watching television, playing games, gossiping, or surfing the internet, before I acted there was a choice. The mind is our greatest tool, it controls our body. The mind tells us when we need to sleep, eat, play, and when we have had enough. Our struggle is listening and then choosing a different path.

Choose Life. Choose Faith. Choose Health. Choose Fun. Choose challenges that make you grow.  Choose. Choose. Choose.

If you decide that i’s a bad thing to worship God, then CHOOSE a go you’d rather serve- and do it TODAY. Joshua 24:15a (The Message Translation)

Happy New Life!

Crick in My Neck?!

This morning I woke to a crick in my neck…. Man it hurt! We have all experienced that kind of pain that is so dull, but yet so invasive that we will do anything to make it go away. If you are like me you tried to turn over and sleep on the other side, praying the pain might work itself out, but when you get up it’s still there. This pain today caused me to think about pain in life and how we tend to avoid dealing with it.

Webster defines crick as a, “sharp powerful spasm of the muscles as of the neck or back.” I thought, why only the neck or back and then I understood those two parts affect your mobility, the power to get up and change! So because I love words that definition prompted me to look up massage, which is the natural remedy for a crick. Massage is defined, “the act or art of treating the body by rubbing, kneading, patting, to stimulate circulation, increase suppleness and relieve tension.”   Translation-Pain is Necessary. It is an indication that the body is out-of-order and a massage will stimulate circulation, return the flow back to normal for my body to be able to MOVE!!!!

So the next time you have a crick in your neck, ask what in my life is out-of-order!

Happy New Life!