Praying out with the bad air, in with the good. Out with the bad thoughts, in with the good. Out with the darkness, in with the light. ~Karin Fendick (HisFireFly)
My niece (T) has asthma. She had an attack shortly after marriage. Her husband (B) drove her to the emergency room and tried to calm her down.
“Breathe,” he insisted. “Just. Breathe.”
After treatment, she finally relaxed and breathed easily.
B sat on the edge of the bed, his back turned to her for a moment, when he felt an arm around his neck, choking him.
“Breathe,” T hissed. “Just. Breathe.”
My daughter had lung surgery last week. While under anesthesia, she breathed with the help of a tube. She had chest tubes inserted. After the procedure, even shallow breaths triggered stabbing pain. And yet she had to breathe deep–and cough–to keep her lungs expanded and to prevent infection. She also needed to keep moving–sitting up in the chair and walking in the hall–in spite of pain.
We naturally want to avoid pain at all costs.
But pain can be a gift that signals a problem. And sometimes inflicting pain is the only path to healing. And moving through the pain brings faster healing.
So what do we do when life chokes life? When circumstances suffocate? When our strength is gone, and we can hardly breathe? When all we want to do is crawl under the covers and stay there?
We stand up.
We keep moving.
We lean on Him.
And we just breathe.
“If your heart is broken, you’ll find God right there; if you’re kicked in the gut, he’ll help you catch your breath.” ~Psalm 34:18 (Message)