Sometimes my soul just needs to exhale... to let out all of the steam that has built up... to take a minute to stop and breathe... in through the heart... out through the soul...
Life is not an emergency. I heard this quote last week and it's stuck with me. I'm notorious for hurrying through life racing to the next thing usually acting like everything needs lights and sirens to get it done.
In the early dark and cold this morning, I traveled 70 miles with my parents to my dad's heart cath. As we journeyed, my heart raced and my mind repeated "life is not an emergency" over and over again. After about a thousand repeats, my mind, my heart, and my soul slowed down enough to stop and notice the moment... to absorb the quiet... to breathe prayers of thanksgiving.
I wasn't the only one struggling through this morning... miles separated hearts that were praying. As hard as it is to stand by and watch a gurney go down a hallway, it's a million times harder to wait by a phone... wondering and waiting.
My heart exhales now... 3 stents and no bypass later... breathing thanksgiving in through my heart and out through my soul... a deep sigh...
So glad that things went well.
ReplyDeletePraise the Lord, Heidi! Rejoicing with you!
ReplyDeleteWow! I love that. In through the heart, out through the soul. Why is it that we feel the need to rush through life. I was just thinking about how sometimes I step on my kids' need to be kids...and all for what? Thanks for this post! And so glad to hear it wasn't as bad as it culd be. Whew!
ReplyDeleteSighing in relief as I read the good news, glad things went well for your Dad. {hugs}
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