I've had a lot of heavy sighs lately.
At home and at work. Just a lot of deep, heavy sighs. As though I've forgotten to breathe. Or as though I've been carrying a heavy load, have finally set it down, and taken a deep breath to regroup.
I only mention this because in the last several months, people have noticed my sighing. I don't mean to do it. It just happens. And people have made comments. "You good? You ok? Everything alright?"
This morning, a pastor at my church made a passing comment about a verse his family loves.
"Give ear to my words, O Lord, consider my sighing." (Psalm 5:1)
Consider my sighing.
I absolutely love this.
I mean, I know the Bible talks about how our tears have been recorded and the number of hairs on our head are numbered. But our sighs. Consider my sighs.
He is so deeply aware of every part of us. And cares about each and every part.
There is nothing that has been overlooked.
Consider my sighs, Lord.