Learning To Breathe
Part of its my very nature. A huge part has just been the feeling of demand on my life for so long. I used to jokingly say that someone was always dying to see me. Sadly, somewhere in my mind I actually believed this lie. I literally treated everything urgent. I felt like I was supposed to be Superman. That is until I ran into this kryptonite of nerve issues.
My permanent reality check has finally helped me see the light. Yes, the world can actually function without me. No, I’m not God’s only ambassador He uses to carry out His work. In fact, I’m not near as important as I once thought. It’s only God that does anything good in me or through me. Not everything has to be done all at once or by me.
It feels so good to have intentional boundaries. To actually schedule time to just breathe. To be a present husband, father, and a much healthier pastor. I’ve never wanted to be one of those who preaches things they don’t actually practice. Thank you God for teaching me how to breathe myself and live at a more balanced pace. At this pace, I may actually finish this race called life without burnout ruining the day. Plus I will be available when and where God most needs me.
“He says, “Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.” Psalm 46:10