The Breath of God

All morning those words have been in my heart and head. Inspire-a-tion is an amazingly tangible thing, literally breath taking! Yet, so many will go through life without ever truly breathing.

One has not lived until they have been breathed upon, then with a surreal inner trust of grace, they surrender their deepest trust, daring to fully inhale the breath of God.

It's hard to put into words, but by design your physical body mimics that spiritual reality, designed to speak that into your awareness! Listen to your breath: enhale, "Yah", exhale, "Weh".

Can you hear the Name?

I carry that awareness into my study of scripture each morning, listening with the same ears, as I read this ancient and mysterious text.

Try it!

You'll begin to hear the Spirit, though in a different dimension than the physical, for some less auditory than others, yet readily present. Your spiritual diaphragm becomes operational.

There was a time when we had no idea that a layer of muscle sat just under our lower chest. When triggered by the brains desire for oxygen, this physical diaphragm would push against our lungs, expelling waste gases from our mouth. Then once relaxed, "re-inspired," filled anew with a life giving elements, through no effort of our own. Rather, by way of air pressure created by the gravity of the earth long before we humans had any idea of such realities.

God is among us, and we hardly know it, not in some far off place that men now refer to as heaven, a language once necessary before we could possibly comprehend the design of the galaxies.

We can communicate with God daily, be lavished upon by wisdom, have ready access to the ideation now so desperately needed, then prospered by a more than adequate provision, as we pursue and deliver upon those ideas. That's the beauty of a balanced capitalism.

You were created to demonstrate the impossible when inspired, filled with the breath of God. Yes, just as the atmosphere around you, with no effort other than to relax, fills your lungs, so does the breath of God when you surrender your spirit.

Now as I read the scriptures, it's as if I am with the I Am, the Christ.

I now better understand how Mark (one of the first) could draft such amazing words as captured in his gospel, though long after the physical Jesus had ascended.

By ascended, I mean completely "transfigured" escaping the bounds of the physical, while still fully present among us.

Just breathe, and you'll see for yourself!