Faith in a Breath

Updated: Jun 17, 2019

I tried to pray last night, in my heated, warm bed, insulated from nature and the very real, cold elements outside. And I kinda stopped believing in God. I just didn’t understand how lobbing wishful words into this tame air changes anything.

But when I stepped outside in the morning, the crisp January breeze, full of white snowy light and living aromas made me believe again. I had forgotten about these things bigger than me.

Sometimes it takes our breath being knocked out of us by something bigger than us to remind us how small we are and how real all this is.

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