Blustery Winds

A front blew through last night. When I finished teaching our students and walked outside the wind had  stirred up the dust. Tanner and I both commented how we felt like we were back in west Texas. The wind howled all night. I cannot remember a night when I heard the wind blow any harder than last night.

Sure enough the wind blew down several limbs from the trees in the yard. The boys had no sooner got those picked up than others were blown down when they went to school. It is not all that cold today in the mid forties but the windchill makes it feel brutally cold. This is not the kind of day you want to be working outside.

While reading my Bible this morning, as the winds howled, I thought about how often the Holy Spirit is symbolized with wind in the scripture. Ezekiel found himself in a valley of dry bones and God called him to prophesy to the breath from the four winds. God brought that army back to life. [Ez 37:1-10] In many places the churches of living God look like this valley of dry bones. Not only are they dead but they have been dead a long time.

What would happen if God blew the wind of His Spirit into individual lives and the corporate body of Christ? Churches would come back to life like an exceedingly great army. There is power in the wind. In parts of the country wind turbines are used to harness the power of the wind to convert it into energy people can use. Farmers have been using windmills for ages. Sail boats can take the power of the wind and use it to their advantage to power their boats forward.

If we could hoist the sails of our lives and catch the wind of God in our context mighty things would happen. We often spend so much time trying to plan, program, and empower our own lives and ministry we find the progress slow going. God did more when He ushered in the power of the Holy Spirit in Pentecost than could have been accomplished in decades of laboring without the Holy Spirit.

Wind is a force. Going with the wind is a great aid. Going against the wind is formidable obstacle. I have learned this over and over again riding my bike. I want the church of God to go with the wind. I want my life to go with the wind. The more blustery the wind of God becomes the more I want to see the kingdom of God advanced.

Maybe you feel spiritually dead. Maybe you are stuck in a church that is dead and going nowhere. Why not cry out to God today to send the blustery winds of His Spirit to bring you and your church back to life. Why not hoist the sails of your life and catch God's blustery winds and let Him propel you where ever He desires.