last night, there was a group praying at the Winthrop aphitheater for Winthrop worship night. as we were praying, i felt the strong wind and was comforted. it reminds me that God is there right with me...that i don't have to stand there in silence with no movement around me. i am not a life without purpose. all around me, all the time, God is moving...just like the wind. and sometimes, my purpose is to simply stop and feel the wind and know He is there, moving, never at rest, yet never worn out.
today, i was walking out of class and the wind was really heavy. of course my first reaction was fear that it would mess up my hair...(not that it would be a big deal today because it's already kinda a mess! haha) but then i remembered last night. i remembered what wind meant to me. i started singing "He is jealous for me. love's like a hurricane. i am a tree bending beneath the weight of His WIND and mercy" in my head.
i love the wind, because when it is here, nothing seems still or lonely. i feel like it holds me up and helps me go. when it's not, i feel that awful stillness.
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