by: Carole L. Haines
When the day of Pentecost had come, they were all together in one place. 2 And suddenly a noise like a violent rushing wind came from heaven, and it filled the whole house where they were sitting. 3 And tongues that looked like fire appeared to them, distributing themselves, and a tongue rested on each one of them. 4 And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak with different tongues, as the Spirit was giving them the ability to speak out. (Acts 2:1-4)
The Wind moves everything it touches. It moves the waters. It moves the trees. The grasses bend and sway to the rhythm of its melody. I sat and listened to the wind move the fallen leaves of Autumn. I delighted in the crunchy, scraping sound as they yielded to one final dance before Winter.
I watched as The Winds swirled the leaves around into a spinning Leaf-nado. I was completely enthralled by the WInd’s invisible presence. It is no wonder that the Holy Spirit is introduced in Acts as a Mighty Rushing Wind. .
The wind blows where it wishes, and you hear the sound of it, but you do not know where it is coming from and where it is going; so is everyone who has been born of the Spirit.” (John 3:8)
The Holy Spirit’s work is mysterious and powerful. Yet, so much of His Work brings rest within our souls, even in the midst of great struggle As I have yielded to His handiwork in my life, I have been amazed at His ability to transform this scared, neurotic, and anxiety-driven woman, into someone who is now regularly experiencing the peace that passes understanding.
(Philippians 4:7) God is so good, to give us His Spirit, a Resting Wind transforming our lives from the inside out. Yield to His Perfect work.
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DEFINITELY AMEN 🤗
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