air comes in
slowly
shallow
crackly
doesn't get into the depths
provides life....sort of

fleeting

in the spiritual life as well

my breath has been spent
motherhood
receiving...emptying...loving
a constant cycle
pastoring
listening...encouraging...caring for
spouse
others
self

but what happens when you hit a spot
where no breath comes in,
or cannot fill the void
weariness leaves behind?

i...we have been here before.
vigilence
medicine
but what is the medicine for the mother's soul?

breathe in me breath of God. amen.