Love is in the Wind

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I once took this picture of a funny looking pine tree, that was in a row of plain, “normal” looking trees:

What is your impression of what may have happened?   At the time I saw a dancing tree.  One that didn’t care what it looked like to others, but moved to an influence upon it that was different from all the others.

But still.  All the trees in this picture are standing strong (even the twirly one) with the help of wind.  Yes, wind, and even more so – strong, harsh wind, is one of the factors that helps growing trees and plants become thick, strong, and healthy.

It was 3 years ago that I took this picture, and the memory came up on Facebook.  Incidentally, it was also just today that I read this by T.A. Sparks:

Want to understand why the winds are allowed to blow so fiercely… the storms? To get us away from that natural, easy-going-ness or cheapness, lightness, frivolousness and to make us people of weight. Strength – through testing, through adversity – strength… to endure throughout all ages. There is much which is going to be carried away in the last great testing, and if, therefore, trial and adversity is the only way to deepen us, to put caliber into us, I suppose we must expect more of it as the time shortens.

That’s so good.

One of the reasons I have personally not written in awhile, is that I’ve been “in the weather.”  Not under it, but “in it,” and as a result feeling overwhelmed with a lot happening all at once.  You know – trials within, and trials without.  We all have them.

Sad to say I wasn’t exactly dancing in this storm, though, not this time.   It was one of those “new trials” that I hadn’t been through before, and all I could mostly do was hang on.  But the Love of Christ brought me through it, and as a result there is a new strength and determination to follow after Him harder than ever.

Our Lover is so incredibly wise, to always put Love in the wind.

Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters,
whenever you face trials of many kinds,
because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance.
Let perseverance finish its work, so that you may be
mature and complete, and not lacking anything.
– James 1:2-4

The Evening Call of the…Robin?

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I woke today to hear a robin chirping loudly outside my window. But it was still pitch black out! When I looked at my clock I moaned that it was only 3:17 a.m. But this robin didn’t seem to know what time it was. He was just singing his heart out in the misty night air, oblivious to the fact that most everything was still in deep sleep.

Or trying to be!  I couldn’t fall back asleep with him being so noisy.

So I laid there and waited. Surely this robin will soon realize that no female birds are answering him back. (assuming he was a male, and this is what he was hoping for)

But consistent and rhythmic, and seemingly taking no breath, the robin persisted. And persisted!

When it was about 4 a.m and I still had not fallen back asleep because of the robin, I began to inquire of the Spirit what was going on. I heard, “He’s a voice crying in the wilderness.” And then, “Wait and hear what happens.

So I waited longer, (ha, not that there was much of a choice) and then heard the faint sound of another robin in the distance. And then another. Looking at my clock again, it was 4:17 a.m. – exactly an hour after the robin began singing. Yes, finally a few other robins were joining in!

Believe it or not, this is when I fell asleep. :-) When I woke again at 7 a.m., the world was sparkling and alive with all sorts of birds singing!

Now there is a lot that could be said of a metaphor of a persistent, lone call in a deeply sleeping world.  Many of us have been hearing a similar call from God, particularly for a “Bride” to awaken, mature, and respond to His advances, both individually, and in a more corporate way.  How do we respond?

“The season of singing has come.”

Feel free to share your heart in this matter.   Here are a few verses that speak to this call:

Arise, my Darling, my beautiful one, come with Me.
Look! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone.
Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come,
and the cooing of doves (or robins, if you will) is heard in our land. ~Song 2:10-12

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My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places on the mountainside, show me your face, let me hear your voicefor your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.  ~ Song 2:14

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He taught me how to sing the latest God song, a praise song to our God.
More and more people are seeing this: they enter the mystery,
abandoning themselves to God.  ~Psalm 40:3 (The Message)