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Today's topic of course, is as simple and basic as they come. It's a reminder to breathe: to keep breathing, to relish it, and to realise all that a simple act of breathing can entail.
Personally, when I breathe, I'm reminded that I'm still alive. Now for someone like me, it's a big deal. Not because I had any near-death experience some years ago, or perhaps a chronic life-threatening illness I've been battling with, but because I know how amazing it is to still be alive with the emergence of every new second.
Maybe it's due to my growing awareness of the mortalities that occur every day, or perhaps it's just because I've been taught to savour the blessedness of every moment, and the expectations that are released alongsides, or the testimonies that happen all around me when I so much as blink.
Breathing, I remind myself that I'm alive, and that there's hope for more. Even on my most weary days, I'd close my eyes and count my breath or place my fingers on one of my two radial pulses, and find reassurance in the steady thumps that tickle my fingers. It's a reminder that in this present world, there's someone called Ofure Angela Ogbidi: there's me. Yes, I might have made mistakes—drastic ones perhaps—but I'm still alive to change them, or at least make them better.
I am also reminded of the person regulating said breaths and beats; of his promise to always love me and be for me, of his promise to make a wonder out of my life—one that would baffle me daily, and touch others, and of his promise to keep me going day after day.
It's given me courage to breathe in and out, and be reassured by even just that. It's given me comfort, and reasons to not give up on myself on days when that's all I can seem to do. In realising the miracle that is taking a breath, I've learnt to do much more, and I hope you could do same as well.
You are loved, held, and continually cheered for by God himself.
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