The songs from the 21 Pilots concert have been stuck on a continuous play loop inside of my head for days.
But one line in particular spoke the words of my soul today.
“I’m a goner, somebody catch my breath.”
In meditation I asked myself the question, “How would you feel if the Savior stood in front of you this very moment? Would you feel released from your burdens, unflappable, emboldened? Would the things that feel so important to you now be important still or would you run free, offering aid to everyone you meet?”
While pondering this question a memory came to my mind of an accident that happened several years ago when a young boy was pulled under the wheel of Rick’s Jeep. Miraculously, the boy jumped up from the accident and, running his hands over his body he said, “I’m okay. I think I’m okay. Am I okay?” As tears rolled down his face.
This, I think, is what I would say to my Savior if He stood in front of me this very moment,
“I’m okay. I think I’m okay. Am I okay?”
Then– crumpling into a puddle at His feet–I would cry,
and let Him catch my breath.