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God Breath


The mind is a mysterious thing.  It is filled with thoughts and images, dreams and aspirations.  It allows us to dream up what would seem unimaginable to the world, but to us it is a reality.  The mind sometimes brings nightmares and darkness. Every fear that becomes a denizen of our mind seems to file itself somewhere deep down and make itself invisible.  If we allow them to settle there, the nightmares arise and our brains are flooded with disasters, fears, and terrors that seek to haunt and destroy.  The brain is a mystery. Scientists search for clues and answers, but the three pounds within our skulls is still all but figured out. 

God is a revealer mysteries, however (Daniel 2:47).  He created us in His image and He also created our minds. As complex as they are, He simply molded them from dust, breathed life, and they began their intricate function that we call thinking.  We need God breath.  We cannot even breath air without God, let alone think or dream or speak.  We need God breath. 
God breath is what we breath when we choose to accept His Son, when we acknowledge that Jesus came fully human, fully God, and died for our transgressions. The death we deserved to die, but He took our place. 
God breath. 

Sometimes God breath comes in a small whisper that we need to hear over the noise of our minds or of the world.  Sometimes God breath is stronger that a hurricane.  God breath breathes stars- not the “twinkle, twinkle little stars," but the colossal balls of gas that are bigger than the sun.  Yeah.

We need God breath. 

God breath gives us life, it sustains us, even when we have no humanly breath left.  God breath raises the dead to life.  It turns our backs on sin and allows us to walk with God.
The God of the universe.  The Maker of the giant stars in the sky, the ones so big we cannot even imagine.  The one who breathed and they came into existence.  The one who created your mind.  The one who knows your thoughts.  He loves you and wants to walk with you.  While we can’t seem to think straight in this mess of life we live, God knows what you’re going through.  He made you and He has experienced every bit of hurt you feel.  He wants to take on this stress for you.  He will carry your burdens.  He will give you victory, because He has already claimed it for you. 
Do you accept it?

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