It’s not the greatest
feeling. Waking up and struggling to
breathe is not the kind of moment anyone enjoys. For over ten years, my journey has included
dealing with asthma. Most of the time,
it is manageable. Some days…are a bit
more challenging. Today is one of them. I do not enjoy shortness of breath. I am not fond of feeling like concrete blocks
are sitting on my lungs. I cannot go
anywhere with medication to open my airways in case an asthma attack strikes. But I can choose my attitude about it!
I admit…sometimes it gets very
frustrating…even frightening…to not know if I can breathe the next breath. My family and I are very familiar with the “medication
luggage” I must take with me anytime we travel.
And it is not a small effort to make sure I have all the medications I
need “just in case.” But I can choose my
perception about the situation.
It is no coincidence that one of
my favorite Christmas songs is “Breath of Heaven.” Ever since I heard that song the very first
time, my heart is moved when I hear its message. From the perspective of Mary, the mother of
Jesus, the song reminds us of her humility, willingness, surrender and
acceptance of God’s plan for her life. I
am sure that she never expected this role.
I am sure she never imagined she would conceive, carry, deliver, raise
and love the Son of God…as His Mother. What
an honor! What a privilege! What a call from God, Himself. And yet, I am sure that calling was not
always easy. I am sure there were many
moments she didn’t understand the hows, whys, whats and whens in following God’s
plan for her life. But she followed Him…in
the middle of great joy, horrendous heartache, major responsibility and
tremendous trust.
So when my life presents its
challenges…outwardly, inwardly or unexpectantly…I know I am not alone. The same God who has healed the sick, raised
the dead, holds the brokenhearted, created the entire universe…and placed His
Son in the life and body of a young lady named Mary…has a plan for my
life. It won’t always be easy. It will always be worth it.
And my asthma? I can think of no other One to turn to than
the Breath of Heaven, Himself. He gave
me life. He will hold me through this
journey…including the struggles to breathe.
After all, breathing one moment without His presence isn’t possible
anyway….on any level. ♥~thl
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