I need to pray. And, often times, I need to breathe myself into it.
I have been breathing into prayer for several years now...as I exercise. I need to do it, to realign myself. ...from the things that gather my anger within me. Anger from the violation of my sin against others, from their violation against me, from the evil forces of this world that lie to me about what is true. I get out of alignment easily. I need to pray. But, I have trouble just starting right in. I have learned that often I need time to breathe myself into it.
This breathe-praying helps me. It helps me see things more accurately. It knocks the edges off that grow so quickly; the ones that distort others, that beckon me to retaliate against them...directly or in less obvious ways. These lies tell me that I am empty, that I need something, that I need to fill something. Breathing and praying re-centers my being. It leads me back towards wholeness.
I need to pray.
