We got back Tuesday night late from a long weekend in Florida celebrating my nephew’s wedding. Even though it was cold for Florida, there were bright colors like fuchsia and emerald that we forget during the never-ending Minneapolis winters of snow white and soot gray. We didn’t have to wear 10 layers of clothes and spend 20 minutes just “getting ready” to go outside. Mostly there was sun and the smell of fresh cut grass. We could breathe. And we did.
We breathed in the love of family and friends and laughter and deep sleep and play – such delightful play. It made me think again, of how much we hold our breath in the everyday grind of life and how we need to figure out a rhythm that allows us to breathe without waiting for vacation.
My One Word for 2015 is Stronger. The rhythm of breathing is just one more area where I need to grow stronger, and I was reminded of these words I wrote awhile ago:
It’s summertime, which for me conjures up memories of being at the Lake House with my cousins, perpetually in a wet swim suit, rarely out of the lake. One of the many games we would play was “who-can-hold-their-breath-longest-without-dying”.
Ok, it wasn’t a real active game, but you know…simple pleasures. And nobody actually died so our parents considered it a win.
Sometimes without even thinking about it, we play life like this “who-can-hold-their-breath-longest-without-dying” game.
I don’t write much about Sabbath. And I’ve never written about Selah. But as I’ve started running, I’ve become much more aware of the importance of rhythm and rest, and basics. Like breathing. And not holding our breath til we pass out.
Selah is a term used mostly in the Psalms and a few times in Habbakuk that is a bit of a mystery. Scholars aren’t positive what it means, but they think it means “rest” or “pause”.
Mark Batterson says, like in music, if Sabbath is a full rest, maybe Selah is a sixteenth rest. A chance to catch your breath.
Or maybe Selah is the life jacket that helps us pop up above the water of everyday stress.
If, as Eugene Peterson says, Sabbath is a day of “shutting down and shutting up.” maybe Selah moments are those in your day where you stop to think about breathing. Reorient, and remember that you’re not in control, but you know the One who is.
Maybe Selah is a chance to Breathe, and as you do:
- Let go. Unclench your hands and surrender to the one who is God since we are not.
- Look. “Look at the birds of the air…” Pay attention to the miracles all around. I’m trying to be disciplined in stopping, standing still outside and looking around, praying: “Creator God, thank you for…”
- Listen. Our speaking comes out of our listening. What we say comes out of what we hear. We can pray: “Lord, what do you have to say to me about Yourself and myself today?” Listen to words about God’s character in Psalm 46 where Selah is written in the margin in most translations after verse 3.
Mark Buchanan put it this way: When we don’t rest we’re in danger of letting ourselves be “consumed by the things that feed the ego but starve the soul.”
Stopping to breathe in the goodness and sufficiency of God gives oxygen to our souls.