Deep Breaths BREATH AND STOP The other day, I had a follow-up doctor’s appointment. I pushed myself to get there early, only to find out—again—that I was at the wrong office. The reminders had been sent. The appointment was on my calendar. The problem wasn’t forgetting—it was not paying attention to the details. I was on autopilot, making assumptions. Moments like this force me to pause: What is going on, Moya? God, what am I missing? Too often, I find myself doing a whole lot of doing and not enough being. I get caught up in checking the boxes, forgetting why the boxes matter in the first place. So I stop. I breathe deeply. I let my emotions move through me without letting them take over. Breathing resets me. It calms the noise long enough for me to ask again: What’s underneath the surface? Howard Thurman spoke of listening for the sound of the genuine. Recently, that sound was being drowned out by the frequency of evil—the constant cacophony of cruelty that keeps us trapped in a state of fight or flight. So I breathe to quiet the noise, to clear space for the Spirit, to realign with the sound of the genuine within. Friends, we are in this for the long haul. We must take regular moments to reset, to pray, to lament, to breathe. Powers and principalities are real, but so is God’s presence with us—even here, even now. So when life feels off, BREATHE and STOP, and listen for the sound of the genuine. I am sharing Howard Thurman’s 1980 Baccalaureate ceremony speech at Spelman College. Take a moment to be still and listen to Thurman. — Rev. Moya Harris, Senior Program Director, Sojourners P.S. While we have your attention, Sojourners is currently holding a fundraising drive where the first $25K from small-dollar donors will be matched by longtime supporter Rev. Steven Poole. Please consider supporting our work as we continue to bear witness and act in this harrowing moment. |
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