Monday Morning

I was a little rushed this morning getting to my plane :0!  While recovering in my seat, I decided to read my new book on writing poetry.  One of the assignments was to write a poem about an experience and to try to capture in words how you were feeling.  So, I decided to write a poem about my morning experience.  Hope you capture how I was feeling!

Monday Morning
by Lana Giacumakis 

In the…
Plane.
Made it!
Ran…
All the way.
Airport crowded…
Today.
Monday morning…
Plane’s full.
Lungs hurt.
Stow my bags.
Now I’m seated.
Legs are shaking.
“Thank you Lord,
That was close!
Almost missed it.”
Fasten my seat belt.
Breathing’s a good thing!
Got my exercise for the day.
I must’ve been a sight;
Running through the concourse
In a suit and high heels!
Glad everyone let me by!
“Is it hot in here or is it just me?”

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Breathing Out and Breathing In

Breathing Out and Breathing In
by A.B. Simpson (1843-1919)

Jesus, breathe Thy Spirit in me,
Teach me how to breathe Thee in,
Help me pour into Thy bosom
All my life of self and sin.

I am breathing out my own life,
That I may be filled with Thine;
Letting go my strength and weakness,
Breathing in Thy life divine.

Breathing out my sinful nature,
Thou has borne it all for me;
Breathing in Thy cleansing fullness,
Finding all my life in Thee.

I am breathing out my sorrow,
On Thy kind and gentle breast;
Breathing in Thy joy and comfort,
Breathing in They peace and rest.

I am breathing out my longings,
In Thy list’ning loving ear,
I am breathing in Thy answers,
Stilling every doubt and fear.

I am breathing every moment,
Drawing all my life from Thee;
Breath by breath I live upon Thee,
Blessed Spirit, breathe in me.

Lord I want to inhale receiving your truths and promises.
Lord, I exhale and release all the impurities of 
my old sin nature and the lies of satan.
Keep Breathing in Jesus Today!