On a chilly September morning my lungs become inflamed and my airways start to shrink. This is only when I am actively moving around. Running is the worst. This morning ran along a straight road just parallel to campus. I passed by the Taylor lake in all its shimmering glory. The lazy clouds peaked down at their reflection in the water. I felt my chest getting tighter. I persisted for a while longer. In no time I came upon a beautiful country house. hanging potted plants decorated its wrap around porch. At the top of the driveway stood a deer. His antlers suited him well. We examined each other. A fearful thought entered my mind of whether or not he would chase me. I laughed it away uneasily. A mad dash for my dorm would most definitely result in an asthma attack.
In some ways identifying a disease and learning about it is like identifying a sin. I've mastered the way I should take care of my asthma. Sometimes I forget I even have asthma. But have I mastered and overcome the sins in my life? Living with sin is like living with a disease. It's chronic. But like asthma there is a medicine that though you have a sin nature, will free you from the symptoms.
With inhalers I barely ever wheeze. On occasion I struggle to breath, but it's nothing a few puffs of medicine can't cure. What are the inhalers of your life?
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