Be still, breathe.

Breathe,

Feel the air all around you.

Feel the wind beneath your sleeves.

Breathe,

When life seems to be in a rush,

And your mind wanders away from priority.

Breathe,

When the darkness is overwhelming,

And you forget what light looks like.

Breathe,

When you hear His still small voice,

And the Spirit of sacrifice calling.

Breathe,

When the world moves too far ahead,

Remember that Papa is always right.

©tJ_W