Being Woven

…as a mere breath! (republished from Sanctified Together)

REPUBLISHED ARTICLE FROM SANCTIFIED TOGETHER ONLINE MAGAZINE — LIFE AS A VAPOR  edition

…as a mere breath!

Fog that forms in valleys and lowlands is known as radiation or ground fog and may leave the valleys fogged in all day, while the tops of the hills are clear. It often occurs on clear nights when a layer of cool, moist air is covered by a layer of drier air. The ground cools rapidly, since little of the heat radiating from its surface is absorbed by the moist air. As the ground cools, so does the air above it, which becomes saturated, allowing fog to form. The cold, heavy air that collects in valley bottoms makes them especially susceptible to fogs in late fall and winter.

 “O Lord, make me know my end
and what is the measure of my days;
let me know how fleeting I am!
Behold, you have made my days a few handbreadths,
and my lifetime is as nothing before you.
Surely all mankind stands as a mere breath!”
–   Psalm 39:4-5 (ESV)
Pondering, I find I am fearful that I am nothing but a vapor. That I do not count. That no one notices me. That I am not making a difference in this world. Yet, it is the world that yells loudly in my ears to be, to do, to follow the crowd, to eat this or that, to act or look in certain ways; and these messages go on and on.
“What is your life?  For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes” (James 4:14b ESV).

What is my life?  My life is a vapor, a mist, a breath. This is all the more reason to be all that God has created me to be and to do. For today I could breathe my last and utter my final word. My thoughts remind me of the victory I have with every breath according to God’s Word. I rejoice!

Seventeen years ago, I was given a new life from the Lord. As I spend time with Him, He guides me and teaches me. His Love permeates my heart. “We love because he first loved us” (1 John 4:19 ESV). His Light radiates from my face as I become more like Him.

“And we all, with unveiled faces, beholding the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from one degree of glory to another. For this comes from the Lord who is the Spirit” (2 Corinthians 3:18 ESV).

He allows me to focus on His world through His eyes. I know that each breath of mine is His.  I cherish the moments with Him – seeing through His eyes and listening through His ears. I trust Him to walk with me through the brightly lit fields of spring flowers and through the harsh realities of nursing home life. We walk together and . . .

  • By His grace, I care for my 96 year old mother, loving her no matter where her mind is or isn’t today, massaging her feet with peppermint lotion, keeping flowers, fruit, and favorites in her room, reminiscing, reminding.
  • By His tenderness and compassion, I am able to love elderly nursing home residents with kind words, a touch, a smile, a drink of fresh water.
  • By His joy, I just love several children whose mothers work as nurses’ aides at the nursing home. I read, hug, and talk with them. Through His eyes, I watch these precious, well-behaved young ones spend hours in this place waiting for their mothers, touching the hearts of elderly ones in their innocent, wholesome, unconditional ways. I am amazed and know it is by His Power.
  • By His tender mercies, I take my seventy-eight year old Alzheimer-ridden brother-in-law for a ride so my husband and his visiting sister can have an hour alone.

“For I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me drink, I was a stranger and you welcomed me, I was naked and you clothed me, I was sick and you visited me, I was in prison and you came to me.”  ” And the King will answer them, ‘Truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these my brothers, you did it to me'”(Matthew 25:35-36, 40 ESV).

The beauty of reflecting Christ enlarges my life. But slowing down so as not to miss an opportunity does not come easily in today’s hectic pace; yet with each breath, I will try. This is my life…one breath. Let not my last breath come because my light has yet to shine and my love has yet to love. I pray that I may be used up for my LORD.

“I will sing to the Lord as long as I live;
I will sing praise to my God while I have being.”
–    Psalm 104:33 (ESV)

linda sig

THE ENTIRE MAGAZINE EDITION IS @ http://archive.constantcontact.com/fs012/1102811929004/archive/1103239394001.html

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