I miss my breath

Singing is a physical manifestation.  As it relies on the breath, it becomes more and more spiritual - evoking emotion and telling a story with sound and words and thought on sound.  And from the beginning, when you train you work to make your body strong enough to 1) get out of the way and 2) be positioned correctly to support the breath/spirit/courage.

I miss my time with my teachers.  I miss my time working on my breath.  It is too easy to get caught up in the work of the ministry - hindered by time constraints - pulled by financial concerns and the wants and needs of so many others.  It is easy to sometimes miss the forest for the trees.

When I was a little boy, my grandmother used to require me to sing.  Whenever I tell the story, I always make it sound like she had to force me to sing, but in fact I love to sing.  You don't have to really ask me twice.  I have been with my wife in crowded restaurants and she has asked me to sing, and I have just let it go right from the table filling the room with song.  I am not really too shy about it.

I miss my breath.  My breath is strong.  In fact, my breath/spirit/courage really marks who I am.  When I think of who Dan is, that is what I identify first.  I am spirit/courage/breath and when I don't consciously meditate those things giving place and time to it, I am less than I could be and being less than I could be limits my ability to impart to those that God has given me.

Love your neighbor as yourself.  I think of Yahshua washing the feet of His apostles and leaders.  I think of the way that he corrected Peter, when he said "If you don't allow me to serve you this way, then you will never be fit for the Kingdom."  I think of John the Baptist feeling so violently unworthy when asked to immerse Yahshua in the ritual of cleansing.  "Suffer it to be so."  Jesus was insisting that John obey .  He was honoring John.  God Himself was honoring John by allowing John to serve Him, but also by recognizing the spirit/breath/courage that John had given developmental time/place/energy to.

I will bless YHWH at all times.  His praise shall continually be in my mouth.  My heart longs and cries out to sing praise and to give voice to the Words of LIfe.  I ache to be stronger - to go longer - to belong only in the place where my body is out of the way - yet properly placed -- to give life and that more abundantly.  I weep for I have known stronger days.  I rejoice because I know the way back to stronger ways.  I wait for Him and I stand with Him and when I fall I get up and stand again.  It is joy in every moment of this process and journey.

In My life Yah, be glorified.

All of My LIfe, I will say yes.

As for me and my house, my beit, my wife, my daughter, my three and my nine, my church and my extended family of loved ones that are coming now from everywhere -- we will serve YHWH.

Oh how good and pleasant it is for us to dwell together in AHAVAH/YAHAVAH.

I could sing of His love forever.

I am poured out this morning as I meditate His calling/His pull on me as He causes me to see mansions from inside the imprisoned cavity of my skull.  From a limited place my breath takes me to mansions.  For in My Father's house there are many mansions.  It is so.  I will go before some of you.  I will take you there, as my breath will allow me to go.

Try the Spirit by the Spirit.  The Spirit exercised is the Spirit released to strength.  I pray in my heavenly language casting down earthly thoughts.  I go beyond earthly circumstances, situations, concepts and visions to a place beyond words - to the life of "Yes Yah."  I sing and I dance and I moe and have my BE ing.  I am that I I am.  I am that HE am.  And HE/I are not separated.  All that I am is He and all that He is - is we and I am with you in Him and in Him we fit perfectly.  I breathe, I go, I sing, I know, I laugh, I flow to you although ---

How or when, or what or where is not for me to wonder why.

When or what, or how or where - upon His wisdom I rely.

And now I hit the button with my thumb or with my eye.

For you I sit, therefore my teeth I grit, for You and you go I.

Singing I am freer than I can be quietly.

In breathing I live stronger than I can holding it in.

I breathe, I sing, I say to you -- lighting up the way.

Praising always praising always singing always singing, Please join me.

I could sing of his love forever.

Open the eyes of my heart Yah.

i Love you Yah, and I lift my voice....

I love you, I love you, I love you Yah today.

As the deer panteth for the Water.

He knows my name....

Yahweh Omnipotent

Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will never ever pass away.

I believe in the Father who made me.  I believe in My Savior His Son.

I believe in the precious Holy Spirit, and the miracle of the three in One.

I believe, when I pray.  I believe when I say.  I believe not when I see, but when I pray and when I say.

I stand in awe.  He is beautiful beyond description.  Too marvelous for words.  Too wonderful for comprehension, like nothing ever seen or heard.

I sing because I am happy.  But mostly I sing to set me free so that I can impart that to you.  ds