The Wonders of the Wind

“He caused the east wind to blow in the sky, and by His power He brought on the south wind.” (Psalm 78:26) 

The wind rushes its power through the solitary night, howling its haunting song in the starry midnight and uttering its “riddles concerning ancient times.” The trees nearby seemed to bow in reverence to the wind’s might, their shadows from the moonlight bowing along with them. The windy howl and whirring were like an ancient voice from the past; the wind being the old storyteller of these timeless Great Plains of the midwestern United States. It is said that our lives are like “dust in the wind.” I believe that is true. The wind inevitably comes to blow the dust away, and so we are just here for a short time and then we are gone. We inhale the wind of our breath when we are born, and we exhale the wind of our final breath when we pass away. The wind shows us not just the reality of life and death, but also the power of an eternal truth. As the wind is unseen, so there is a Power that is unseen. The wind teaches us that there is an invisible that moves things, an unseen that encompasses our existence. The wind hints to the God that created it and generates it. It is wind that has been the consistent stirring of the earth since the dawn of creation. The wind is a reminder of both our beginning and our end. It is the messenger of both the power and the temporariness of our human existence. The howl and hum of the wind is its calling to us to remember that age-old truth. The wind’s shaking and rattling is its nudging us to remember our Creator. It is calling us to still be in awe.