Fighting for Life

I’m reminded this morning how precious life is, and how beautiful it is to be alive. I can’t imagine what it might feel like to not breathe, to be dead and unliving, like an inert idol. I don’t want to worship an idol. I don’t want to become dead like one. I want to be thankful, and breathing, and seeing and hearing and feeling. Sometimes I get in a rut and forget how precious the day is. Let me step back today, and soak in God’s goodness!