14 When I think of all this, I fall to my knees and pray to the Father,
15 the Creator of everything in heaven and on earth.
16 I pray that from his glorious, unlimited resources he will empower you with inner strength through his Spirit.
17 Then Christ will make his home in your hearts as you trust in him. Your roots will grow down into God’s love and keep you strong.
18 And may you have the power to understand, as all God’s people should, how wide, how long, how high, and how deep his love is.
19 May you experience the love of Christ, though it is too great to understand fully. Then you will be made complete with all the fullness of life and power that comes from God.
20 Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think.
"I want you to breathe me in. Let me be your air.
Let me roam your body freely. No inhibition, no fear."
~ How Deep Is Your Love
23 The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
2 He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
3 He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
5 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
Breathe (Entry #19)
Inhale my soul, my inner-most being,
Where my heart meets my spirit and dances in unison.
Where my senses penetrate my desires
And ingest euphoria.
Let your pores exude ecstasy
Let life be your drug of choice
And dreams cast sunshine
Even where shadows adulterate brightness.
I want my lips to be the sunlight
That kisses your forehead to start the day
And your teardrops to be the strings
In the orchestra playing the sounds
Of my favorite song to love to hate.
Be the meaning behind my favorite lyric.
Be the reflexive smile people tease me about.
The melody stuck in my head should be your laugh
And the bass in the song I choreograph to should be your heartbeat.
You should be my life.
You should be what I breathe.
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See you. Be you. Do more.