A breath of air has stirred
and moved over me
in a soft refreshing touch.
And now … it is gone.
I did not see it.
I don’t know where it originated,
or why it came,
or where it has gone.
It just came as a welcome and refreshing surprise
on this humid, sweltering morning.
Πνεῦμα : movement of air; Holy Spirit
In an article titled “The Lord’s Surprise Visits,” Oswald Chambers said, “The element of surprise is always the note of the life of the Holy Ghost in us. We are born again by the great surprise—“ The wind blows where it wishes, and you hear the sound of it, but cannot tell where it comes from and where it goes. So is everyone who is born of the Spirit. (John 3:8 NKJV) “Men cannot tie up the wind, it blows where it lists; neither can the work of the Holy Spirit be tied up in logical methods. Jesus never comes where we expect Him …”
You breathe on our spirits
in unexpected moments.
We seldom understand why.
We just know that
when your Spirit comes
and gently passes over us
our anxieties loosen their grip
and often drift away.
Martha Hawn VanCise©2014 www.signpostsonhightrails.com