I like a breeze. A natural breeze, not a fan or air conditioning, but the breeze of nature. A light breeze that refreshes.
When I watch the storm clouds roll in the sky, which happens with regular frequency in Florida, I feel the breeze before the storm. It’s a heady experience to sit and watch as the clouds billow over and the breeze starts to pick up swirling and churning the skies. It’s a warning or a reminder…I’m not sure which. But I know that God is not far away and is powerful.
Maybe that’s how God speaks to us sometimes. I feel a the wisp of air on my neck and it reminds me that I need some time with God in prayer. I feel a whisper and I know that I need to be still and wait for the storm to calm. I sense a breeze in my mind and I am renewed. My thoughts become clear.
I stand still and I let that feeling wash over me and I am calm. I am refreshed. I remember.
God is not far away…
He sends his word and melts them; he stirs up his breezes, and the waters flow. Psalm 147:18 (NIV)