Selah

I inhale in your breath. 

I exhale the things that cause me death. 

Worries. 

Stresses. 

Anxieties.

 Restlessness. 

Burdens.

 I breathe you in, God. 

You are the answer to all my problems. 

Finances. 

Health. 

Relationships. 

Brokenness. 

God, you are there.

 I invite you into that space. 

I invite you into my hurts. 

Lord Jesus, come. 

Renew and refresh and come upon me.

 My sins. 

My wrongdoings. 

My iniquities. 

My trespasses. 

You wash them away. 

Nothing can separate me from your love.

 My doubts. 

My insecurities.

 My hesitancies. 

My tendency to fix things on my own. 

God, you are faithful. 

You remind me that you are The Lord of hosts. 

That you are good.

 That you are the father of lights. 

You are the author of my life. 

Even when things are hitting the fan, I can still rest on the fact that you're the one with the plan. 

It might not be my own.

 But I know that you hold the whole world in your hands. 

And that gives me peace.

 I breathe you in over and over. 

I can't get enough of you. 

The stuff of this world wears me out and I need you to help me out. 

Come, Holy Spirit and refill me again.