I am always running, but I’m not running smart. Rather than exercising my heart rate, I’m slugging around a backpack stuffed full of worry and doubt. The excess weight slows me down and steals my joy. When I choose to exercise my faith and consume a healthy diet of wisdom, I sleep more soundly and…
A healthy person takes slow, deliberate breaths. Sadly, research shows that most of us are shallow breathers. Rather than inhale at full capacity, we tense up and barely intake air. Inadequate inhalation increases stress and is symptomatic of shock and depression. Life is traumatic. Emotional distress and chronic pain weaken our core. We must learn…
I was twelve years old when I learned how to breathe. Mrs. Rhonda Farver instructed me to put my hand on my upper chest just below my rib cage. If I was breathing properly, the dome-shaped diaphragm muscle would expand as I inhaled and contract as I exhaled. My chest and shoulders should remain…
I long to sit quietly at His feet and listen to His heart. But most days, I am running around like Raggedy Ann with a million things to do. I miss Him when I wake up late and rush off to work in the morning. I forget He is close by as I work through…
Photo Credit I read a story last week in the Gospels that I can’t get out of my mind. Jesus is walking through a field of grain. He’s surrounded by life and growth and sustenance. I picture the sun kissing Him with grace as He moves freely forward. His friends, the disciples, walk close…
Photo Credit We are remodeling the house. My life is in boxes cluttering up the living room, and the upheaval makes me frazzled. This weekend, I had 10 million trillion things to do. I wanted to run away and hide. To top it off, I looked at my calendar, and I’d set aside Sunday…