Breathing in grace.
Breathing out praise.

Lyrics that clung to my mind like a magnet as we sang them in this morning’s service.

Every breath—a rich intake of God’s favor, goodness, mercy, and love. Then, why must I all too often choose to exhale words and thoughts so poverty-stricken in praise?

Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in Your sight, O LORD, my rock and my Redeemer. Psalm 19:14