I checked the forecast for tomorrow for here in our Wild West town in Wyoming. The temps are supposed to be pretty good, but I gasped when I saw the wind gust prediction–80 mph. We’ve already heard of a semi being blown onto its side somewhere along I-80. Also, there was a huge wildfire burning near Laramie. Can you imagine how much more fire that wind could whip up?
The wind blows and we can’t stop it. That’s in the Bible. There’s nothing we can do about the wind. As I have told Mel a few times since we moved here, however: we don’t have to stay in this place forever. The wind often brings about a change in weather, and since we’re in such a windy area, the weather is changing constantly. Those of us who feel that weather change in our bones–our very painful bones–would probably do well to move to a less windy place in the world. We’re still looking. If you have any ideas, they would be welcome.
Our area is having one of the largest wind farms in the world installed in the wilderness surrounding our town because it is so very windy. Some complaints about those wind farms:
“What do you mean, we’re getting windmills? We don’t NEED any more wind!”
“You’re capturing our wind? Don’t take our wind!”
We’re never satisfied, are we?
During this life, we will receive the proverbial wind gusts that could knock us over. They could come in the form of illness, societal unrest, interpersonal conflict, loss of loved ones, or financial woes. All seem to be slamming us right now. And we can’t do a lot about that blasted wind. I’m really sick of that wind.
What we can do is hang on tight to the One who proved His ability to calm the storm. As His disciples, as we wait in that storm-tossed boat with Him, we need to remember that other disciples endured far more than we have. Even disciples in our country in earlier times have endured the fallout of this world’s storms. The best place for us right now is with Him, in prayer, in praise, constantly clinging to Him.
This is a time for faith to endure and grow and deepen.