It’s been cold here in Kansas, unseasonably cold.  That is, until just recently.  A warm front came through, and sitting outside this morning, watching the sun rise, a strong south wind was blowing, bringing warmth to the Kansas prairie.  But unlike Elijah on Mount Horeb, it was in this wind that I felt God speaking to me this morning.

He spoke of the wind of His Spirit moving across the land, about His heart to offer new hope to the unseasonably cold temperatures of our hearts.  It was beautiful and so consistent with who He is; God sending His Spirit again, as He always does, offering new life just when we are sure that winter is settling in.

That’s when the thought hit me, ‘What do we, here in Kansas (or Maine or South Africa for that matter), do with the wind.  Two images immediately came into focus.  We forecast it and we respond to it.

The forecast part is easy.  Like our Kansan meteorologists, if you say the wind is going to blow, you will probably be right.  God’s Spirit is always moving, looking to and fro throughout the earth to strongly support those who are fully His (2 Chronicles 16:9).  But it is up to us to say so, to remind ourselves and others that He is moving.  Our enemy has been very successful at convincing this modern society that it is not true, that (as I discussed last week), God is not for us.  We must proclaim the truth.

The response part is a bit more complicated.  Wind is messy. It disrupts, blows where it wants, and can even destroy. Many would prefer to just stay indoors and avoid it all together.  Others however, have learned that its power is a source of energy.  They respond to wind by building windmills, sailboats, and kites.  They are not irritated by the wind, but welcome it … even pray for it.

The wind of the Spirit of God is blowing.  It is offering life; it is calling us out of our shelters and basements and inviting us to join with it in the adventure.  Tell the world … and then ready the sails.

To the King,

David