There’s something about the wind

Unchanging, Everafter.  Same today, tomorrow, as Yesterday.

I love this about God.   I love His unchanging nature.  Life can be so unpredictable, unsteady, unsafe. But God is none of these.  What He says He will do, He does.  His timing sure isn’t mine, but it is always right.  I so love His gentle ways, His still, small voice. There’s something aout the Wind, O Lord, that makes me worship You.

11 So He said, “Go forth and stand on the mountain before the Lord.” And behold, the Lord was passing by! And a great and strong wind was rending the mountains and breaking in pieces the rocks before the Lord; but the Lord was not in the wind. And after the wind an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. 12 After the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire; and after the fire a sound of a gentle blowing. 13 When Elijah heard it, he wrapped his face in his mantle and went out and stood in the entrance of the cave. And behold, a voice came to him and said, “What are you doing here, Elijah?” (1 Kings 19)

I think this must be why I love breezes so much, they remind me of God.

Acts 2

When the day of Pentecost had come, they were all together in one place. And suddenly there came from heaven a noise like a violent rushing wind, and it filled the whole house where they were sitting. And there appeared to them tongues as of fire distributing themselves, and they rested on each one of them. And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak with other tongues, as the Spirit was giving them utterance.

There’ something about the Wind, O Lord, that makes me Worship You.

Its majesty, its strength, its song. How it blows and never tires, never sleep

It carries clouds, and lifts the birds and causes trees to dance

I am entranced every Windy Day

You are wild, You are free, Lord, nothing can harness Thee

Like You, Lord, Like You, the Wind is Mystery

You are fierce, Lord, strong and wise

You sweep into my life, and You carry all the clouds away

(song by: Carole L. Haines)

 

 

 

 

 

           

                                                                       

 

About eloracseniah

May Truth prevail and Love triumph, where we have failed. Amen
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