Finding salvation through breath on the treadmill is a quiet, internal battle where each inhale becomes a source of strength and every exhale a release of tension. Breathing deeply in and out allows me to endure the heat beating down, the sharp edges of pain, the unexpected hurdles, and the uncontrollable forces that threaten to break my focus. I learn to accept the fear that surfaces, welcoming it as part of the process rather than resisting it. This rhythm of breath becomes a lifeline, steadying me when my body wants to give up.
Similarly, listening to a recording of my pastor’s recent sermon with his unique energy and profound insights on interpreting the Bible lifts me in profound ways. His words blanket the noise in my mind, realigning my spirit with calm assurance. The teachings inspiring me to face the day with renewed courage, reminding me that endurance through struggle is not just physical, but spiritual.