• Elizabeth Allgeier

Breathe On My Weakness

Well, this week I am finally recovering from COVID-19. It was a tough two weeks. I spent every day in my bed, wondering when I would feel okay again. I spent a lot of time in prayer for not only myself, but for others. I figured that I couldn't be there in person for someone, but I could be there for them in prayer. Staying within the four walls of my room with the occasional walk to the Keurig for tea, I felt very weak. My legs were weak and I couldn't stand or walk very long. My throat and head were in so much pain. My congestion and painful throat took away the ease of breathing. My body was tired. Wednesday night, three nights after my symptoms began, I was at my worst. I told my friend I was afraid to fall asleep, fearing that I would not wake up the next morning. He prayed for me over the phone and encouraged me to talk to my mom to see what she could do to help me. We googled back and forth about what to try. I gargled salt water. I continuously blew my nose. I tried medicine. I tried honey in my tea. She told me that I could try one more thing. I could try to breathe in the cold air from outside for a few minutes.


I opened the door with warm clothes and a blanket wrapped around me. Ice was falling from the sky. I turned on the song "Upper Room" by Hillsong to give me a time frame to be outside. I closed my eyes and tried to take deep breaths. My chapped lips began to feel like they were freezing and my throat, that felt like needles, struggled to let the cold air flow to my lungs. A tear fell down my cheek as I listened to the words. "Help me Holy Ghost. I need you more than anything." My weak voice tried to sing the words. My eyes opened as the song played and I looked at my ice covered yard.


Then, the words poured into the air I was breathing in, "So help me God. Breathe on my weakness." I forced the words out of my mouth and lifted them straight to God. I meant every word. Every word I lifted to my Heavenly Father. Trying to breathe, I asked Him to breathe on my weakness. I was weakness.


At my weakest, when I felt like I had nothing to offer, God showed up. I felt His power in every breath of cold air. I was reminded of the creation story when God literally breathed life into Adam. If there was any way to imagine that story, it was this very moment. Closing the door behind me, after stepping inside, I began to breathe in the warmer air. Something was different with my inhale. I could breathe better.


I laid in bed and as I took each slow inhale and exhale I praised the Lord. I thanked him for easing my pain and I thanked Him for the gift of life. God reminded me in those moments that He was not finished with me yet. The darkness has not overcome Jesus, the light of the world. With every precious breath, I am reminded that He is not finished with me yet. He allows me to be a part in His story and for that I am eternally grateful.




Upper Room by Hillsong - Lyrics


Help me Holy Ghost I need You more than anything All my best ideas are Yours So what am I but what You make of me

So help me God Breathe on my weakness For all I want is to be like Jesus I don't have much But what I have is Yours to use So make my whole life Your upper room

Help me Holy Ghost I need You more than I can say May Your thoughts become my own Till the Father's will be done in me

So help me God Breathe on my weakness For all I want is to be like Jesus I don't have much But what I have is Yours to use So make my whole life Your upper room

So help me God Breathe on my weakness For all I want is to be like Jesus I don't have much But what I have is Yours to use So make my whole life Your upper room







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