Then the LORD God formed a man from the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living being.
What is it this moment holds? Not last night, not later today. This moment. What does it hold?
Hello my friend. Good morning.
It is cold. Outside. In here though, it’s quite comfortable.
Just you and me.
Just me and you.
Shall we talk or just sit a while?
Ha, that reminds me of being in the chapel, early in the morning.
No one speaking but such a beautiful sound.
An old man, a holy priest, breathing quite loud.
But it wasn’t just air passing to and fro.
It was the sound of “spirit and truth.”
Community is the beautiful sound of other people breathing.
May God truly bless your day. May we both appreciate what He has given. And may we forgive each other our petty crimes. For you, my friend, in many ways, here and now, in earthen clay, are all I got. For without you—my neighbor, my brother, my wife, my boss, my employee, my business partner, my competitor, my foe—I won’t glimpse the face of Christ. And that I so badly need to do. He is after all, all we truly got. My face and yours will dry up and wrinkle, His remains the same. His love never gets old. May we hear each other breathe, with compassion and mercy, knowing that so much we take in causes mold. But it’s also in that very sound—the mysterious sound of breath—that can seemingly annoy us to death—that we witness daily the Word become flesh, again and again, to and fro, the entire universe, expand and contract.
We hear the One who sits on the throne.
We hear Him reconciling the world to Himself.
Jesus said to them again, “Peace be with you. As the Father has sent me, so I send you.” And when he had said this, he breathed on them and said to them, “Receive the Holy Spirit…”