It was Friday. I had just left work, and I had a short drive to meet a friend. I rolled down the window and savored the warm sun and brisk wind. My hair whipped around my face. I didn’t mind. Sometimes feeling the power of nature is energizing.
The wind, though invisible, demanded my attention, reminding me of God’s power and provision. Wind can be damaging but also cleansing. God’s power can be daunting and also comforting. God’s provision can be consuming and also abundant.
“In the wind” can refer to being lost or always on the move. But “in the wind” can also be one of the most settling, provisional places with God. His power demands our attention and directs our path.