We cannot see it.
We cannot touch it.
We cannot smell it.
We cannot taste it.
We cannot hear it.
It moves objects and people. That movement we see.
It touches us – gently and forcefully.
It makes us smell odours – sweet-scented and foul.
It makes objects vibrate creating sounds for us to hear.
We cannot control it.
We cannot capture it.
It’s destructive and constructive.
It manufactures hurricanes, storms, tornadoes, sand dunes.
It creates rough seas.
It can be viciously hot and beastly cold.
It annihilates buildings, forests, and animals.
It forces water to perform its demolishing mission.
We are afraid of it, yet love it.
We seek refuge from it yet rely on it to sooth us.
We cannot exist without this invisible mystery.
We can cooperate with it.
Those with artificial and natural wings take advantage of it to soar and glide.
We build windmills and wind turbines in its path, to generate energy.
We sit in its pathway to be cooled by it.
Ships, boats are engineered to cooperate with it.
Pollens hitch hike along its path to aid in reproduction.
Birds join their extensive global highways to migrate.
The Wind.
It’s mystery.
It’s uncontrollable. It’s a wonder.
It’s here. It’s free. It’s available.
It brings CHANGE.
A spot-on metaphor for the Holy Spirit.
“The wind blows where it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So, it is with the everyone born of the Spirit” (John 3:8).
That’s why we speak of the WIND of CHANGE. Nothing in its way is certain or guaranteed. Not even the destructive forces of Russia in Ukraine.
In prayer and advocacy, join the WIND of CHANGE to bring global peace and justice.
Beloved Reflections 