While on vacation in Georgia recently, we took the boys hiking to the top of a long waterfall. It was a strenuous hike, straight uphill. It wasn’t long before my lungs protested. My husband asked, “Did you bring your inhaler?” “Nope,” I breathed out in a whoosh as I labored to breathe.

It’s been almost a year since I last had trouble with my asthma. Since then, I’ve become confident in my ability to live life without an inhaler. I stopped carrying it in my purse and I’m pretty sure the one I have at home is expired.
The same thing happens in my spiritual life. I experience a season of intense growth and communion with Christ. Over time, I begin to feel confident and think I can flourish on my own. Days go by without me reading His word. My time becomes consumed with my desires and wants. I fail to pray about the decisions I make. My heart wanders. Before I know it, I am not abiding.
Like Adam and Eve, I think that I can be sustained by the fruit of the world. Like the prodigal son, I’ve left home to do life on my own. And then a trial comes into my life and I am unable to handle it. I find myself lost, alone, and afraid. I wonder how I got there. My breath is shallow, my thirst is great, and I’m so hungry. Then I realize, I’ve forgotten the One who gives me daily breath. Instead of drinking Living Water, I’ve drunken from the water of the world that never satisfies. And I’m hungry because I haven’t feasted at the table of my Father.
“Then Jesus declared, “I am the bread of life. Whoever comes to me will never go hungry, and whoever believes in me will never be thirsty.” John 6:35
But unlike my asthma, I don’t have to go far to find the treatment I need. James says ”Draw near to God, and he will draw near to you.” (4:8) Like the Father waiting for the lost son, God is ready to throw a party upon my return. And before I can whisper a simple ”I’m sorry”, He dresses me in his own clean clothes and pulls out a chair for me to sit.
We eat until the sky is dark and the moon is high. My heart is full and my thirst is sated. After feasting from my Father’s table, I realize just how rich and satisfying it is and how poorly I’ve been eating while on my own.
Hiking without an inhaler reminded me just how much I take breathing for granted. It also reminded me how much I take my relationship with God for granted. I cannot do life without Him. Just as my lungs cannot breathe on their own apart from the rest of the systems in my body, I cannot function apart from the vine of Christ. I must abide, not just weekly on Sundays, not even daily during planned Bible reading times, but moment by moment, with each and every breath I take.
“Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit by itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in me.” John 15:4
Giving thanks for breath and counting graces #2146-2164:
Three weeks vacation with the family, attending NBA games, visiting old friends, making new friends, the kids seeing snow fall for the first time, walks in the woods, hiking to Amicalola Falls, going to the TGC National Conference, hearing testimonies of people who have come to Christ because of missions in the Middle East, meeting favorite authors, my MIL watching the boys so I could attend the conference, productive and encouraging meetings with other writers, etc., doing a Juvenile Diabetes walk as a family, district Pinewood Derby race where my son won first place, one of my besties moving close by and getting to visit her new home, loads and loads of laundry to do, a new drum in our dryer so I can do that laundry:)
Linking up with these friends:
A Holy Experience, Gracelaced, The Better Mom