We all have stories to tell. This is my story for the moment...
I am enjoying a lovely September morning on my back patio. A few minutes ago I was sipping from my mug (I just like hot water, sometimes - I am a tea drinker, not a coffee drinker), and observing the creation around me. It is peaceful this morning - early sun, slight breeze, noisy backyard creatures moving about everywhere. It is appropriately reflective of our current Bible study in BSF, "Beginnings, a study of Genesis."
A thought came to me as I was taking it all in to help me start my day with a "full cup" in my spirit. It was not something new, but still something soothing I wanted to share. The Holy Spirit among us is often like the wind. You never really see the thing itself, but you can easily see the impact it has on everything it touches. A rustling in the trees, like a stirring of something great and nameless in our soul. A refreshing breeze on our face, like a bit of encouragement just when it is needed most. And occasionally, an unusual and powerful gale that can completely knock us over, unexpectedly providing a totally new perspective on something that needs change.
The work of the Holy Spirit often goes unnoticed and unappreciated, and it is always working to share God's truth. Sometimes acting in comfort and sometimes acting in guidance. Will you pause today to notice?
