I am linking up for Five Minute Friday. The FMF is hosted by Kate Motaung on her blog Heading Home. Today’s prompt is “breathe”. It was so good to see this crew and get back into the groove of FMF. We’d love to have you join us. Just hop onto Twitter on Thursday evenings and follow the #fmfparty. Hope to see you there!
A woman in labor. She gives birth and the baby lets out a cry. A cry that embodies that there is indeed breathe in their lungs. From life to death..a patient breathes their last breathe. The beginning of breathe is life and the ending of breathe is death. I can’t help but reflect on the power of every single breathe we take in throughout our lives.
Breathe reminds us that we are living human beings. Tonight, as I did Zumba, I found myself catching my breathe as the endorphins kicked in and my heart tried to keep up with my rapid activity. Breathe again is a reminder of what we have been given in life.
Breathe also reminds me of the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit who lives, moves and breathes…breathes in and out in this broken fractured world. As she moves, the Holy Spirit continually reminds us of the gift of life and death, the gift of joy and sorrow, and so much more. This gift of breathe that reminds us that there is a beginning and an end; the Alpha and the Omega in Christ.
Life begins with the first breathe taken. Death comes when we breathe our last. Tonight, I cannot help but think of our dear friend Andrew and all those who are suffering. Someday we will all breathe our last. But in faith, as that last breathe is taken, suffering and pain will end and peace will come. Peace that is born in a baby’s first cry and peace that is found as that last breathe is taken and those we love are welcomed by a heavenly chorus, at the banquet feast fit for all Gods beloved children.