Breathing Sacred.

You know those moments when you are a part of something so rare - so perfectly meant for you - that it's sacred? Those moments when you find yourself holding your breath because you are afraid that if you breath any thread of air out you'll lose something to the big sky that will never come back?


Breath it out sweet friends. 

The gift is not just in that one single moment.
It can't be.
Sacred moments are meant to be shared.


Sharing has never been my forte. Parts of my heart and lifestyle often default to the "mine" stage of toddlerhood. It's easier to declare ownership and establish territory. I remember when N'Sync was a band and all my friends were so quick to declare each boy as their own. Now it is baby names and recipes, talents and race times, vacation spots and unique traditions. We are all on this quest to mark our spots and declare possession.

I'm learning that the point I choose to hold anything too tightly and claim it as just "Mine" is also the exact moment the oxygen which stole my breath in first place also turns to poison; growing stale in my lungs.

The staleness reminds me that I've neglected to be thankful for the very reason I stand in that precious moment.  I breath out. I say, "Thank You."

I am there because someone created me to be there.
It was never my moment to have. It was a gift the Lord was sharing with me.

The Lord, He steals my breath with glimpses (or sounds) of heaven.
He gives me these tastes,
sings me a song,
skips my heartbeat -
all so I can remember that His story must be shared
that heaven awaits,
and time is precious,
and I must share the news of His Kingdom.


Stale air is removed when we thank the Lord for His fullness in each fiber of our existence.

Heaven is shared when we acknowledge His sovereignty in every step, word, and action we've made this hour.

Sharing is laying down what we expect and picking up what he designed.

Sharing is seeing heaven and wanting nothing more then to go tell the stranger at the bar what you witnessed.


Those moments that take your breath away?
Breath them out.
Share them with others.
Hold them loosely.
Give them freely.
Refresh others with the same beauty.


It's your chance to whisper a little bit of heaven's sweet sound here on earth.
You never know when July just might gift you with the sweet heavenly sounds again.


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