The wind blows where it will wild and untamed.
Who can hold it in its place?
Who can harness its might?

It sweeps across dry ground and lifts the dust.
It brings fresh change, renewal to what was dead and forgotten.
Yet the same wind can uproot, shatter, and tear down all that stands against it.

So it is with the wind of Your Spirit.

It cannot be controlled or predicted.
It moves where it desires, answering to no human command.
It breaks open hardened ground, stirs stagnant air, and breathes life into weary hearts.
It carries the warmth of Your love and the promise of new beginnings.

The wind is the breath of God
the infusion of life,
the whisper of inspiration,
the exhale of heaven into dust.

The wind blows where it wishes, and you hear its sound, but you do not know where it comes from or where it goes.”
So it is with everyone born of the Spirit.

Your voice sounds like a mighty rushing wind.
It fills every space it enters.
It leaves nothing untouched.

And when the wind whips and roars
when it feels fierce and overwhelming
I am not afraid.

For I am held safe in the palm of Your hand,
sheltered,
protected,
known.

The wind may be wild
but I belong to the One who commands it.