Breathe Slow…

Breathe freely…and effortlessly.

That’s kinda been my motto lately. Been listenin’ to a lot of Mars Ill. Puts me in a pretty chill mode. I need that sometimes…especially lately.

There’s a lot going on in my life. And I’m going through some pretty cool/wild transitions. I’m planning for a lot. A wedding ain’t no joke, and in the next five months, I’m sure I’ll find that out even more!

I’m not afraid of these changes/transitions. I’m not afraid of the challenges, changes, transitions, issues, problems, counseling, talkin’-to’s, etc. I’m not afraid of those things.

That’s something that I have really been thinking about lately. Why am i not afraid. I mean…I have every right to be! The odds are stacked against me…and Ashleigh!

Many years ago, my brother broke a lot of generational curses off of his life. He’s walked me through some of those, and I’ve had other spiritual fathers walk me through some others, as well. He’s carried the banner for a long time. Now…its my turn. He’s led his family into a new era. Blessing…

I believe that you can set your future families up for curses or blessings. Sometimes, I forget about the future, and how my decisions effect not just my future, but the future of the people around me. I let the struggles, or coastings, of the here and now effect my mindsets. Sometimes, I’m like the Dallas Mavericks…up by 23 in the fourth quarter…and lose the game by two. Sometimes, I’m like the Portland Trail Blazers…down by 23 in the fourth quarter…and win the game by two.

All-in-all…I’m the ultimate underdog story. Cursed with curses from my conception. Now blessed with blessing through my re-conception. Sometimes, I forget that. Its in the times that i stop and breathe slow, I remember that the breath I breathe is God’s breath anyway…

PS…what do you think God’s breath smells like…?