The Precious Breath of Jesus
The precious breath of Jesus
It carries me through
The storms of my life
It lifts me up
When I’m weak and unable to move
The precious breath of Jesus
It breaths life to my soul
It whispers joy in my heart
It fills me with hope
To know He is not far
He’s right here beside me
Walking me through
Breathing His life in me
The precious breath of Jesus
It lights the way
In which I am to walk
So that I will not stray
Far from the loving arms of my Father and King
The precious breath of Jesus
Calls out to me
It reminds me of His great love
For you and for me.
With His precious breath
He gave up His life
With His precious breath
He gave life to all who believe
The precious breath of Jesus
The precious breath of Jesus
May 13, 2008
The story behind the words
It was Tuesday night, I was sitting in bible study as I usually am, eagerly awaiting to hear our pastor teach. We were studying the book of Ephesians, and this night we were going to be talking about the full armor of God.
Before he began his teaching, he said he had an urgent prayer request.
The fourteen-month-old son of a young couple in our church had fallen into his grandmother’s pool earlier that afternoon and had nearly drowned. My heart sank because that momma happens to be one of the precious ladies that sit at my bible study table for our Wednesday women’s study.
I left the church and drove to the hospital to pray over her and let her know that she was not alone in this tragedy.
When I entered the hospital room their precious boy was laying in his crib, limp, and tubes extended from his little body. She got up from her chair and I just held her and said the only thing I could say-I’m so sorry.
As I lay in bed that night and began to pray I could not get that family out of my mind. I prayed, “Lord just breathe Your life back into that little boy. Please Lord just breath Your life into him.” That was the only prayer I could get out. With that prayer came these words. As God laid these words on my heart He also told me to write them down. As I wrote these words down the vision I saw was that little boy’s chest rising and falling with each breath Jesus was breathing into him. I could see Jesus standing watch over this scared couple as they stood watch over their sleeping child.
Thursday, May 15, 2008 that precious little boy was able to leave the hospital and return home with his mom and dad. Jesus did in fact breathe His life back into that young boy. Praise God for answered prayers.