Spring Breaths

Spring is here and the green grass, warm weather, and bright flowers are always a welcome breath of fresh air. 

But as I breathe in I begin to feel the dull ache that won’t stop until the crops come up, the weeds are kept at bay, and we get just enough rain to make sure the crops will be fair. 

My body knows what’s coming. 

It expects the change in pace and the new race that we’ll be running. 

It’s ready to bear the weight again, just like it always does.

But maybe I’ll stand with a new stance this time, and not carry weights just because.

See I’m usually hustling here and there trying to fill the space that just needs a breathing living body for a moment. And I’m heaving under the pressure that I only put on myself because I believe the lies that I don’t have enough of any of the knowledge or strength needed for the jobs I’m doing. 

I should when I shouldn’t, and I shouldn’t but I do. And it’s all because I let Satan tell me things about myself that have never been true.

But now I know this place is for me. 

And can embrace this season before me. 

Spring breathes in but I can breathe out because I’m right where I’m supposed to be.

I can bear the weight with new legs of truth to stand on, because it’s Christ in me that will carry it all, that’s what God has always planned on. 

I was just in his way.

Maybe all I needed to do was pray.