Exhale Fear

Pain in childbirth
Holding my breath
Breathe nurse prods
I must inhale oxygen
exhale carbon dioxide

Watching him grow
Often I held my breath
Amazed at his creativity

Now he’s grown
Finding his own way
I must inhale Spirit
exhale fear and trust God


Today is Quadrille Monday at dVerse Poets Pub and the word of the day is breathbreathe, or some other form of the word.


I am a Jesus Freak, and I don't care who knows it. I am a wife, mother, sister, aunt, daughter, and friend. My blood family is only part of the larger family of Christ that I belong to. I love to write, especially about my dear Savior.


31 Responses

  1. I really like the way the “breath” came along with you in every stage of parenthood. It is so hard to let go, but trusting in a higher power does give us reassurance.

  2. Exhale fear and inhale God. Yes! I keep reminding myself of that as I am faced with new challenges daily. I have my mother living with us now, She has Alzheimers and now she is amazed that she has a daughter and that she is me. Inhale God, exhale fear.

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