every little thing
or i could breathe
you are in control
of every little thing
. . . .
At the end of the day when I crawl into bed, I have to remind myself to breathe.
To exhale slowly.
To breathe in slowly.
Again and again.
Exhaling a day of ups and downs.
Breathing in the beauty that was seen and found.
Exhaling a mind that has moved miles.
Breathing in a faith that can move mountains.
Breathing in hope.
As I exhale and breathe in I remember I am not in control, but He is in control of every little thing. Every little thing.
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