The windows.....they.are.open.
And there's cool goodness wafting all through this home.
Curtains billowing. Papers taking flight off kitchen counters. Dirty window sills with cob-webbed corners. A mama's hair blowing in all this wind as she stirs gravy....
It's glorious.
As I pull my hair back in a pony and wrestle with over-cooked green beans - I breath deep and remember the smell of sweet outside! And hope arises from all this freshness moving in.
It leads me straight to Him.
Remember all those waiting, wondering followers in that room? (Acts 2) A rushing, mighty Wind swept right in and seeped right through. Pentecost. And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit. And those wondering followers began to do wondrous things in His name and by His power and through His promise.
This is for us too, you know.
And in this I rejoice.
Because Jesus said, "...when He, the Spirit of truth has come, He will guide you into all truth..." (John 16:13)
And does this gravy-stirring Mama ever need some truth!
So I'm gonna keep these windows wide and open. And I'm gonna keep my hair tie handy. Because when He blows on in - my hair tends to get a little messed up. And really, I should want it that way.
Because Him winging in truth and choice fruits (Galatians 5:22-23) is worth the wind-blown look, don't you think?
