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It’s that chill inching up your back, that voice that you thought you heard in a crowded room, that unbelievably peaceful feeling that forces your breath out … nice and slow.

Social media can’t do it, the news can’t do it, shopping in a favorite store can’t do it, Netflix can’t do it either.

It’s the little, unexpected moments, feelings, breaths that remind us that we are not, not ever, alone. That there is a presence so grand, so intimately aware of … us. It stalks us, hunts us like a hound, embraces us like a loving father, yet whispers to us like an intimate lover.

In the midst of the most busy public place, the most chaotic arsenic hour before a family dinner, in the most turbulent moments of a day, the hairs in our ears bend and sway with the breath of the breather of our life, whispering to our souls …

I am here
You are not alone
You are mine
You were made with a purpose
and I love you

Just the hint of his presence, made known to only us, in his own timing, gives us hope, confidence and a sense of what has been called a hedge of protection … all around us.

A number of years ago a friend introduced me to a song, on a not so good, chaos-filled day. Though I couldn’t hear the words of it, without my emotions pouring down my cheeks, I listened to it over and over as I was reminded to breathe … to inhale to my lungs capacity, then to exhale completely … as though my life depended on it.

Since then, at various times of craziness, I will be spinning myself into a tizzy and hear the words “breathe, just breathe” and I will be reminded that the giver of my very breath is whispering to my soul through this song …

and my life begins again.

“And the LORD God …
breathed into him the breath of life;
and man … the woman,
became a living soul.”
Genesis 2:7

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Our final staff meeting of the school year ended with a prayer, but before that, a poem:

“There is a day
when the road neither
comes nor goes, and the way
is not a way but a place”
Wendell Berry

For me, summer break began today. The joys and delights of rest, recreation and refreshment are now at my fingertips. Time is on my side, as living for the clock has been replaced with living for the sake of living.

As we all know, these times of vacation, and the delights associated with them are not an indicator of displeasure with our life’s work, but a need to change perspective so that we might have fresh and clearer focus when we return to our jobs, our professions, our work.

I have such plans for this summer …

refinishing furniture and selling it

tending my garden, my roses, each morning

more exercising

cleaning closets

painting bedrooms

finding more furniture to refinish, to sell

I am feeling tired just writing my plans …

But …

“There is a day
when the road neither
comes nor goes, and the way
is not a way but a place”

Maybe my plans, your plans, need further consideration. Maybe our plans for down time ought to actually include down time. Maybe the road we should consider traveling this summer is one without destination (or accomplishment). Maybe the only direction we need is to breath, to be still, just for a little while.

He says,
be still and know that I am God.”
Psalm 46:10

 

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