by: carole l. haines
8 The wind blows where it wishes and you hear the sound of it, but do not know where it comes from and where it is going; so is everyone who is born of the Spirit.” (John 3 NASB)
I love the mysterious in God. Some people don’t. They like to plan and have things predictable, controllable. But I love God’s mysterious ways. I love how He made such incredibly diverse creatures. I mean, the Platypus, come on! And what about the Penguin, how he walks? And yet to watch the amazing dedication of these animals toward their children, in the icy artic winds. Turning their backs to the wind, standing huddled together for warmth, sacrificing their own lives, if need be, to protect their young. God is like that. He sacrificed His own dear Son for us, His rebel children. Yes, we are His rebel children.
There is no one who does good. 2 The Lord has looked down from heaven upon the sons of men To see if there are any who understand, who seek after God. 3 They have all turned aside, together they have become corrupt; There is no one who does good, not even one. (Psalm 14:1-3 NASB)
And yet God, in His kindness and mercy; out of His great love with which He loved us. Died for us. The Creator bowed low and came down to save His creation. Yes, I love God’s mysterious ways, His wonders throughout all the earth, His work in me and you. I shall never tire of repeating the Story of God, to any and all who will listen.
Just as you do not know the path of the wind and how bones are formed in the womb of the pregnant woman, so you do not know the activity of God who makes all things. (Ecclesiastes 11:5 NASB)