Where does the wind come from?
And where does it go?
It is clearly invisible.
It moans, it wails and it whispers.
Its force is such that it bends palms to the ground
and takes up mighty water oaks up by the roots.
It whirls a little leaf, and spins and gathers and
gusts and speeds until it picks up cows and cars.
It wafts across your cheek like a baby’s kiss.
It turns mighty buildings into matchsticks.
The wind cannot be contained it is everywhere.
It raises the ocean over the land like wet, heavy and moving walls.
It tosses boats about like rubber ducks in a giant tub.
Some days it is so still you think it is gone forever.
What is the wind?
Why it is the spirit and breath of God, of course!
It is the Holy Spirit that breathed upon the deep in the beginning.
It is the indwelling comforter, counselor, teacher and
protector given to all upon rebirth.
all rights reserved Johna Moody
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