LISTNING TO THE WIND

The wind in this case I am referring to is the Holy Spirit. It is when God's spirit comes across you life in a way that is intended to get your attention.

But like a wind, it is not obvious in terms of being seen in a way that one might always understand clearly. Often this comes in ways where we feel a caressing nudge in our spirit. We can feel the breath of God blowing through a situation in a way that drives it in a direction where you know it is no accident.

How often it is so hard to truly appreciate this experience. In our haste to rush through surviving some event we block on being able to see what is profound or meaningful in it. Just wipe off our brow and move ahead.

Of course there is also the problem of facing the times when things happen that God is not involved with a given situation. You can chase a wind that doesn't exist a times, letting you imagination fill in the details.

But when God truly is moving through a moment and we feel so refresh by his grace, it can truly inspire. It can touch us so deeply.

And in the process our faith is inspired. We feel more than just living. Savoring the miracle of life as gives us joy.

Some, sadly never will understand or accept this. They will simply mosey along and never heard the wind.

Such is the nature of people who don't not have spiritual ears. Somewhere in the process of going to church and all the rituals they grew deaf.

God hasn't stopped talking, they just have stopped listening, content to only hear their own voice. And that never inspires God's touch on life.

To move ahead with joy and glad tidings. To feel his breeze truly grace is a miracle that doesn't happen to many.

When it does the joy is astounding and rich. It can bring a new sense of harmony where not existed before.

But again one has to be prepared to truly listen and see. To move beyond the conventional and reach for the sublime.

All of which caresses and nurtures when we allow it too. When our hearts see into the ordinary and feel his wind moving through life's rafters.

This is a blessing that can truly be source of praise. What pity when we rob ourselves of this gift.