The Exhale of God

If I could control these fingertips so that a single movement forms a great work of art, I’d never stop moving my fingers. Instead of straining and striving, I would simply point and it would be done.

God simply breathed and his exhale created.

His breath is still creating me, like a single movement of a finger.

At times I’ve felt like that darkness over the deep at the moment of creation, when the earth was formless and empty- at times that darkness, waiting to be formed, formed but waiting.

And now, when I am most vulnerable, God shows himself with the most strength. This contrast is what makes the picture full. If I pretend to be strong, I am in essence trying to restrict the display of His glory- who He is, which is what I am not.

When I am empty, then I am truly full.

There are not enough words to describe who He is. It is almost insufficient to say that He is kind, loving, powerful, all-knowing. It’s like looking at the I AM through a dust-covered window. He is more than mere descriptions and will always be. Now we see in part, then we will see in full.

I often forget, with my foggy eyes that God is not only more dedicated to my destiny than I am, but he is more in love with me than I am with myself. My destiny is intertwined with the display of his glory.


I am part of the body of Christ.

My spirit, my brain, heart, muscles, and emotions are all a moving reflection of Him. Where I stand, he is standing in me. I stretch my arms and his arms move, our ligaments entwined. When I live out my intended destiny, I am displaying God’s son and bringing God’s glory to the world.

So when Christ talks of God’s kingdom coming to the earth, He is not referencing some intangible concept, he is talking about us as a restored and reconciled people – a people who are works of art. He breathed and we became the exhale of God.

Published by AllisonGraber

Allison Graber is a Nashville writer and lover of Jesus. She is 14-years married to Lynn, a mix engineer with quiet ways and a loyal spirit. Her two little girls, Ellis and Adeleine, daily coax delight out of her heart. The paradigm through which she sees the world has been built brick-by-brick from her experiences with her Jesus, her love of people, through loss, curiosity, Holy words, and through the surprising joy of motherhood. She writes about these things at

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