I lie quietly in the warm dark and realize that all of today’s breaths have been spoken for.

There is not one random or arbitrary heartbeat.  Each word, deed and thought of today is now recorded for all eternity.

Did I breathe out kindness and hope?

The end of the day, right before sleep, is a good time for honest self-examination, confession and simple prayers.

Did I look for fault in another and dwell on it? 

Through the window at the foot of my bed I can see fireflies over the meadow.

Did I give honor or praise where it was due?

A red rooster crows roughly and incessantly.  Why?  He is driving me nuts.

Have I been rude or self-righteous?  

Have my words (or lack of them) built bridges or walls?

A storm is coming in.  The thunder is still miles away, but the smell of summer rain is already here.

Did I speak gentleness and truth?

I have wasted so many breaths, squandered so much grace!

And, even so…

“Thus says the Lord GOD to these bones: Behold!  I will cause breath to enter you, and you shall live.” (Ezekiel)

“For the Spirit of God has made me, and the breath of the Almighty gives me life.” (Job)

“My grace is sufficient for you, child.” (Jesus)

Peace to you who struggle to live rightly.  May what you breathe out enliven and build up those you encounter.

Kim