The Breath of Life
I remember to breathe. So simple, yet also so forgotten. I often think about how life can be so depressing. Around every corner there is sadness, anger, hurt, negativity. Some days it’s so easy to dwell on the bad things and feel as though there is nothing left in life that’s worth it anymore. Even the amazingly good moments have to end sometime, and then it’s right back to the depressing norm. But on those ever so painful days, the ones that make you wonder where God went and if he is ever going to come back, that’s when I remember to just breathe. Because if you can’t think of anything else, He at least has given you that – air, breath, life.