Breathe.

As the deer pants for streams of water,
so my soul pants for you, O God.

My soul thirsts for God,
for the living God.
When can I go and meet with God?

My tears have been my food day and night,
while men say to me all day long,
"Where is your God?"

These things I remember
as I pour out my soul:
how I used to go with the multitude,
leading the procession to the house of God,
with shouts of joy and thanksgiving
among the festive throng.

Why are you downcast, O my soul?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
for I will yet praise him,
my Savior and my God.
My soul is downcast within me;
therefore I will remember you
from the land of the Jordan,
the heights of Hermon—from Mount Mizar.

Deep calls to deep
in the roar of your waterfalls;
all your waves and breakers
have swept over me.

By day the LORD directs his love,
at night his song is with me—
a prayer to the God of my life.

-Psalm 42:1-8




Well my surgery is tomorrow... yes finally clearing up the ol' sinuses... I'll be a little stuffed up for a few weeks considering I won't be able to blow my nose and it will be swollen like nothing else. But I'm ready to be able to breathe. Aww yes.. breathe. Thank you, Jesus.