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Breathing

Laying here, tossing and turning with eyes wide open, unable to sleep. I got thinking about my recovery, and started to feel frustrated with myself for not being able to find the capacity to do the things on my recovery list. I then got curious and asked myself what I am able to do. My answer is simply ‘breathe’. All I am able to do at the moment is just. keeping. on. breathing.

Recovery is hard, no matter what it is that one is recovering from. Sometimes all one can manage is to keep on breathing, one breath after another, until the storm passes and the strength to carry on is re-discovered.

While thnking about breathing my mind reminded me of a childhood favourite Sunday school song. Here are the lyrics that my heart started singing:

Praise Him On the Trumpet, by John Kennett

Praise Him on the trumpet
The psaltery and harp
Praise Him on the timbrel and the dance
Praise Him with stringed instruments, too
Praise Him on the loud cymbals
Praise Him on the loud cymbals
Let everything that has breath praise the Lord

Hallelujah, praise the Lord
Hallelujah, praise the Lord
Let everything that has breath praise the Lord
Hallelujah, praise the Lord
Hallelujah, praise the Lord
Let everything that has breath praise the Lord

© 1981 Kingsway�s Thankyou Music

So, that is what I intend to do – breathe and praise the LORD.

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