Sometimes, breathing is the only prayer we can pray, and God hears our sigh and once again breathes the breath of life into us.
We exhale, and it seems like such a little thing. But some days, it is everything.
My friend, Ann, invited me over to her front porch today. So, I’m looking out over the fields, holding a warm cup of tea in my hands, and extending an invitation for you to join us. Come on over, and catch your breath.