Tuesday, December 05 2017
I can hear the wind howling outside. Leaves are swirling like small tornados. Chairs are moved and the garbage can is tipped over. It is definately a day where you feel like you need lead boots to keep you on the ground. Making a quick run to the mailbox, trying to keep my hair out of my face, complaining about the wind, this crossed my mind. You cannot see the wind but you can see the effect of it. The effect of it is rearranging everything on my patio and my hair I had done so nicely for the party tonight.
What if I could feel the Holy Spirit move in my life like the wind? The rearranging of priorites, useless things blown away or "wind chill" to clear my heart. The landscape of my life would look different. The old gone. A clean, fresh canvas to paint my life on.
Create in me a clean heart O Lord. Holy Spirit move in me.