There are constant reminders that this is not our home.  The pain of this world increases the sacred ache within us.  The sacred ache that began at the moment of creation when the Creator took dust of the earth and combined it with the breath of life.

Then the Lord God formed the man of dust from the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life… – Genesis 2:7

The holy mingling with the common.

And that is how it has been ever since. Earthly desires war against heavenly pursuits.  We look to the world, the dust from which we came, for meaning.  And, in so doing, we forget that it was not until the God breath entered us that we truly began to live.

…and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living creature. – Genesis 2:7

The dust of this world can only give us the form, or appearance, of living.  When we cling to this mirage of peace we settle for less than the abundant life He intends for us to have.  We content ourselves with dry bones when God breath is available to us.

Life is available to us.  No matter where we have been or where we currently find ourselves.  No matter what wounds we have endured.  When a situation seems bleak and hopeless, we only need for God to breathe.

Thus says the Lord God: Come from the four winds, O breath, and breathe on these slain, that they may live. – Ezekiel 37:9

May our prayer be today that God would simply breathe on us so that we may live.

*Repost from the archives.