You may read the title “Listening to the Wind” and think I have officially lost it. In this season of my life, I see where I have neglected my overall health – physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. Today, God made me slow down. My day was going to be filled with leaving super early to take my mom to the doctor followed by an afternoon of patient visits. When nausea left me feeling like my world was spinning, I rescheduled things so my day could be spent in bed. I was able to sleep some, but I noticed things I would not normally notice.
It actually began last night. I noticed the wind chimes on our back porch. The wind was not blowing at the time, so I made them “sing”. This morning as I laid in bed, I was listening to the wind and rain through the window. It was wonderful. It was quiet. It was what I needed.
Over the last few days, I have been thinking about the power of God. He is the One who can tell the wind and waves, “Peace! Be still!” The winds and waves obey His voice. I love when God whispers His sweet peace to my weary soul.
All of these thoughts were made possible because I stopped to listen to the wind.