Speaking my dreams into the atmosphere on this snowy Friday
I found myself saying "And it makes breathing worthwhile." I paused.
The deepest parts of my core, my soul, when emerge and
pressed in the hearts of others, makes taking breaths each day worthwhile. Not
curved lips on the face of a man, not leather bags stuffed to capacity hanging
off my shoulder, but revealing my core to the world that surrounds me.
Releasing radiance and a warming light that kindly whispers amongst a thousand
screams: You are Worthy. Today.
Not tomorrow, not last week, but right now in this very moment
and every moment. Wherever you are; nestled on the couch with your favorite, sitting
alone in your space, talking to a sister with tear stained eyes, right now you
have worth. Worth that will spill out, if you let it, and drip liquid gold on
the path of your journey. Encasing your walk with such splendor, such glory
that your face will lift, beaming, acknowledging the One who lovingly spilled
his blood so that you, oh darling you, could hold his precious worth. So carry
it daughter, carry it well. Fully own the worth that you get to hold.
And for that I am grateful. Grateful for the words I get to
craft to remind daughters & sisters of the worth and value they've been gifted.
Grateful that I am able pull sweet air into my lungs and blow out the radiance
within.
And so that makes breathing worthwhile….
Think about it, what makes breathing worthwhile for you?
