Who has seen he wind?
Neither I nor you:
But when the leaves hang trembling,
The wind is passing through.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I:
But when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind is passing by.
-Christina Rosetti
As I sit in my very quiet house, I am listening to the wind whistle and blow strongly tonight. I always worry about that trampoline blowing over!
I think of the One the wind obeys, our Father in Heaven, our Savior and Friend. In life we feel those strong winds blow and scatters all of our neatly stacked plans. It shakes us up, maybe wakes us up. Maybe it touches us deep into our soul - our very being. Falling to our knees, we know it is HIM. Then there are times we can look back and feel the slightest, seemingly insignificant breeze. Fall to your knees, for it is HIM. He is in all things. He is always at work in you and me.
Oh God, turn our faces to you, we want to see the One whom the wind obeys.
Breathe on us, Father.
In His love, Christie
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