The Jar and the Breath of God

(A revelation in a random moment)

So, I’m sitting here trying to open this jar, and I remembered something I was always taught: If you can’t open it, tap the lid. I usually use the back of a big knife. It’s because the jar is lacking oxygen—it’s sealed tight. There’s some science behind it, quantum stuff even, but that’s not what grabbed me.

What hit me was this: God is breath. He is literally the breath of life.Genesis 2:7 says, “Then the Lord God formed man from the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living being.”

And what happens when we don’t have that breath flowing through us? We get tight. Closed off. Like that jar, we become sealed containers, filled with stuff—stress, pain, trauma, disappointment—and sometimes we don’t even realize how much is stuck inside.

Just like how cancer thrives in low-oxygen, high-acid environments, I think we get spiritually sick when we don’t let God’s breath in. When we’re not breathing with Him. Walking with Him. Just being with Him.

So I’m tapping this jar, and suddenly I’m thinking—God taps us too. Not to hurt us, but to wake us up. To open us.John 20:22 says, “And with that He breathed on them and said, ‘Receive the Holy Spirit.’”

That little tap I gave the jar? That’s how God touches us. That pressure, that shift, that thing you feel in your spirit—that’s Him making room for His breath to enter.

So take a moment. Breathe in deeply. Not just because it’s automatic, but because it’s sacred. Thank You, Lord.

Let everything that has breath praise the Lord. (Psalm 150:6)

You are a jar. A vessel. Let God open you. Let Him breathe into you. And let go of whatever’s been sealed tight inside. He’s not trying to break you—He’s trying to release you.

Amen.