Breathe

2/21

Stepping out into the predawn morning for my walk, all I can do is gasp. The whole earth, it seems, is enveloped in snow mist.

I have marveled at it before in the distance. Shrouding the hills nearby, it settles in for hours and then lifts - leaving behind it a blanket of snow. But now I am actually in the clouds - surrounded by a surreal shade of blue, white and gray hovering over the ground. Homes and hills in the distance are lost in the silence.

I walk through the magic feeling as if I have drifted into another world. Snowflakes rest gently on me from out of nowhere.

God fills the whole world; even the air. Never does this become more tangible than when I walk in mist. For I feel His presence, His very breath, everywhere around me. When I breathe in, I breathe Him in. My soul feels clean and refreshed.

The song by Marie Barnett drifts in with the mist -

"This is the the air I breathe

This is the air I breathe

Your Holy Presence living in me -

This is my daily bread

This is my daily bread

Your very Word spoken to me -

And I'm desperate for You

And I'm lost without You

This is the air I breathe . . ."