“You Cannot Breathe the Air of Anxiety and Expect to Live in an Atmosphere of Peace” – Steven Furtick

Written for and Published in The Seeds 4 Life.

This morning, some of us are rebuilding. Some of us are sitting with uncertainty. Some of us are saddened by the loss of a love gone too soon. Some of us are sitting in rubble. Some of us are holding on to the only thing we have left, faith.

Faith is strong; it’ll hold the door closed so hopelessness does not barge in. It reminds us to stand tall and to face the sun so our shadow falls behind us, but with the current atmosphere of constant change, many of which are out of our control, faith is tested. Our mind wanders to the places where the air is thick with anxiety and our tight grip on faith is slowly lost by our desperation to try to catch a breath of fresh air.

We gasp and take in more anxiety, as if the oxygen level on the planet has diminished and all we are able to focus on is that breath we need in order to find some faith again. Until we realize our breathing is shallow and we have forgotten the exercise of the deep breath. The breath where we inhale peace, where our chest rises and our rib cage expands as wide as it can, and where we exhale all that is holding our focus hostage – The worry, the hopelessness, the frustration, the fear.

Breathe. Breathe deeply. Expand the rib cage so the heart may have more room to beat for a few seconds. Close your eyes and breathe in deep. This breath is a gift. This life is temporary. The rebuilding will soon be the prelude to a home again. The uncertainty will soon bring answers. The sadness will soon become acceptance. The rubble will soon give way to a new foundation. Faith is always present and will accompany us for as long as we hold its hand. Take a deep breath and reach out your hand.

“What You Resist Persists”– Carl Jung

Written for and published in The Seeds 4 Life

We have resisted anger. We have resisted sadness. We have put on a brave face when our insides were defeated and we have smiled when our insides were sobbing. Did this resistance ever make those feelings and emotions go away? Or did the resistance serve as a mask, slowly fading with every time we resisted what was happening to us?

We have resisted people. We have resisted problems. We have pretended they did not exist and we have pretended they would solve themselves. Did this resistance ever make those people and problems disappear? Or did the resistance present those people and problems in different areas of your life and in inopportune times?

We can run, we can hide, we can resist until we are exhausted. However, resisting is lacking the courage to confront the ghost that needs for us to tell it we see it and we know it’s there. This ghost will continue to haunt us until it is acknowledged, it will persist until it is no longer resisted. Until we tell it “I know you are there anger, I understand why you are angry. I accept you and I am working to make sure you can go in peace.” Or “I know you are there, problem. I am addressing you. I am strong and am working to solve you so you may go in peace.” And know, when they go in peace, you will have peace.

Resisting is like fighting a war to have peace. No war can be fought to have peace. So don’t fight a war, invite what you are resisting in. Have some coffee, some pastries, lively conversations, and send it on its way. Set the table for the next visitor you have been resisting because they will come knocking sooner or later.