The long exhale of a song.

Singing isn’t easy when you’re breathless from carrying the baggage of hurt or sadness on your back.

But like this old proverb says, the first step of singing is breath.

Take a deep one this morning. Hold it in, savor the coolness of the inbreaking autumn air. Then exhale gratefulness that a new day unfolds before you, another opportunity to sing, whether in the rain or the sunshine or the pain.

What song will you sing today?

Or will you be savoring that one single breath, the one that takes all your strength to muster, but the one which keeps you alive all the same?

~Selah

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Empty earthquakes.

Do you ever want to hold your hands over your ears and make the noise go away?

Or maybe you prefer the loud beat of drums and the tremble of the ground as guitars and harmonies blend towards the heavens.

But lately I can’t find Him there.

In the noise.

And so I seek a whisper

Soft and warm on my

weary

ears.

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