His Breath In My Lungs

In the beginning God created Adam and Eve

God created them with intentionality

Then around 21 years ago God created me,

He created me to just be

He created me to see the working hands of the Almighty

He created me simply because He loves me

He created me simply to worship

He put the breath in my ancestors lungs long ago

And now He puts His breath inside of me

The God of the universe created me to breathe

And just be

Because He so dearly loved me

 

Breathing seems to be a simple matter

With every breath I take it comes from you

You cause my chest to rise and fall

You created every little piece of me

You created it all

 

You are the creator of the world

You intricately formed me

You created me to be a reflection of you

You created every part of my body

You knew me before I was born

 

Now I shouldn’t mourn

About this happening that is

I know bronchitis is an attack only from Satan himself

It’s a cheap shot for sure

Yet, it doesn’t make it easy

He thought he could get away with this

That little devil, him, his attacks are so sleazy

 

Air seems to be what is the matter

But it’s not in the air

Although, right now every breath is a scare

I know my King is with me

Within every breath of air I take

 

It’s in my lungs

That’s where the problem lies

But this is not how the Lord created me to be

He didn’t create me to cry

He created this little precious girl, me

With all my trinkets, silliness, and dad jokes

He created me perfectly

In His image I was meant to be

I won’t allow this sickness to be my identity

 

He created perfect lungs that work inside of me

He created my healthy body to function as it should be

Oh, this breathing thing

How simply it can be

But my body just won’t

It can’t

My lungs just collapse

My body just aches

My voice is just a rasp

Oh for heaven’s sake!

Don’t give up on me now little lungs

Don’t lose the breath God has given you

Let go of the air inside of you

Just breathe

 

I take for granted so often

All that God has given me

I forget how God’s heart softens

At the thought of us

That He would give us breath

It should be in Him that I trust

 

I forget that it’s His breath alone in my lungs

I forget that I can’t breathe on my own

Not now and not ever

I forget that He is the potter

Forming me in His hands

Out of dust

 

I forget how normal it all is

I forget how normal breathing can be

I forget how normal it is to talk and sing

I forget how normal it is to jump with triumphant jubilee

I forget how normal it is to have my heart beat

I forget that you do all the work

I forget that you do one hundred percent

And that I am just your vessel

I forget that each and every breath was God sent

I forget that with this breath you call me to praise

And even in my circumstances

I will do so because I was made in your grace

I forget that I am the young women in the mirror

Not this little girl that I sometimes feel

 

I think I’m in control of it all

But I’m really not the one who makes the calls

It’s not me that makes my chest rise and fall

It’s not me that created my body to function at all

 

It’s not me that makes my heart beat

It’s my Father sitting at His rightful seat

Now I just need to lay this struggle at His feet

And embrace His everlasting peace

 

He is the one living and breathing inside of me

He created parts of me that I haven’t seen

He is the one that orchestrates it all

 

You see He is the breath inside of me

I can have hope when I’m in a condition such as this

I can choose to see what He sees

From His higher perspective

 

I know this:

When Satan attacks me

I can dwell in God’s bliss

For I know that no matter how much those fiery arrows come against me

My Father stands by my side

My Father allows me to breathe

My Father opens my lungs

I can only rely on Him

 

You see, I thought breathing was so simple

Now I know it’s a complicated matter

Although, I am wrong about one thing

I thought it was I that allows myself to breathe

But realizing that when all else fails,

My body can’t naturally do so on it’s own,

And breathing is a battle

It’s then when I realize that it’s His breath in my lungs

He is the living one inside of me

 

He causes me to breathe

Within every breath is another opportunity to live

Within every breath was God’s act of love

Within every breath is another opportunity to worship the God above

Within every breath is an opportunity to sing for His glory

Every breath is a witness to His testimony

 

Every breath believes

Every breath agrees

That God is my Father

Living and breathing inside of me

Creator and orchestrator of it all

Even the things, such as my lungs, that are so small

 

Father, you do one hundred percent

Each and every breath was God sent

This I know to be true

 

This is me

Breathing the breath He put inside of me

So that I can just be

In the presence of the Father who so dearly loves me