August 19, 2017

Rustlings

Rustlings

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The evening is quiet and calm,
The gentle wind rustling to and fro.
It moves with purpose, not hurry.
The wind is the breath of the trees-
In… Out… In… Out…
It brings life to the listless night.
The breeze is gentle and calm-Peaceful, but not passive.

Background: One evening I sat on a bench outside of my dorm by myself. The sun had been down for a few hours at that point and the breeze was cool and active. At a first glance in the dark it seemed that things would appear still and lifeless, but I noticed how active the wind was active in the darkness. It seemed to give life to the night. Observing this reminded me of how the Holy Spirit works — “The wind blows where it wishes, and you hear its sound, but you do not know where it comes from or where it goes. So it is with everyone who is born of the Spirit.” John 3:8