When did life become so complicated?
Moments ago problems weren’t real problems. Problems were petty.
Now they come in bigger sizes with much worse shapes.
Shapes of sickness and suffering.
Shapes of death and seeming defeat.
Sizes that cause us to lie awake at night.
Sizes that weigh so heavily our breath catches.
It catches and we wonder how we can ever breathe again.
“The Lord God…breathed into his nostrils the breath of life and the man became a living being.”
Alive again.
