The sudden emergence from nothingness, God’s gift to me at the dawn of creation. The drum and the dance of my heartbeat, Inspired and compelled by his overflowing love.
God’s breath, the perfect gift that none dare scorn, the constant reminder of his love. His breath propels me to walk, talk and dance. What purpose is life without his breath?
His breath is the music, the song and the dance, the rhythm of life, the song of the birds,
the waves of the sea, the whisper of the wind, and the drizzling of the rain.
His breath is thunder, tornado and earthquake, His signature of authentication,
that life was planned, and all things were created by a good and loving God.
Gods breath, the common factor that cuts across race creed or gender.
His breath is the voice of every singer, the dance of life, the essential commodity that cannot be bought nor owned by the highest bidder.
God’s breath is the gift of grace from a loving God. His breath is His strength, and the
secret key to life and human existence.
His breath is the melodious tune that rises from the depths of the human soul.
His breath is fire, and the light that released creation from the throes of blackness and nothingness. His breath is the first kiss to my nostrils, a tender gesture from my loving dad.
His breath is destiny, his omnipresent voice, His majestic commands and supreme authority, that dictates order, function and parameters to creation.
Though I cannot see God, I can feel the breath of his presence all around His magnificent creation.
I can feel his breath in you and you and you.
His breath is his awesome power and omnipotent splendor
The breath of God is the aromatic breath of life that will never know death, decay or extinction.
When I finally close my eyes on earth,
His breath lives on,
To wake me up into eternity.
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