Showing posts with label wind. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wind. Show all posts

Sunday, March 9, 2014

A southern wind




A southern wind has stretched the clouds as thin as filament,
threads intricately woven into the stark blue fabric of the winter sky.

A swaying tree lifts her branches
in thankfulness and expectation that change is near,
even now budding within her branches,
pressing to escape the bonds of dormancy.

Hints of the tropics are borne on the stiff breeze,
reminders of a sloop setting a tack across the wind
with the melody of laughing voices as the backdrop,
the smells of summer and sun and the sea
calling us from winter into spring.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Summer and winter, and springtime and harvest,
Sun, moon and stars in their courses above,
Join with all nature in manifold witness,
To Thy great faithfulness, mercy and love.

Great is Thy faithfulness!  Great is Thy faithfulness!
Morning by morning new mercies I see.
All I have needed Thy hand hath provided;
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me.

 


Sunday, May 6, 2012

Dandelions on the wind

Taraxacum officinale:  the common dandelion. Sure, some people use the leaves for salads and the flowers to make wine - but around these parts, homeowners wage perpetual war against them. And, since everything is bigger in Texas, that includes dandelions, too!

The very thing that makes us hate them - their ability to propagate profusely by self-seeding - is actually quite a marvel. One seed head can produce up to 400 seeds, and a single plant may produce anywhere from 2,000-12,000 seeds! Each seed rides on a fluffy parachute to its new destination, scattered to the four winds, looking for a piece of earth to begin the seed cycle for itself.

The book of Acts tells us about a scattering that occurred among new believers in Jerusalem that came on the heels of the stoning of Stephen:

On that day a great persecution broke out against the church in Jerusalem, and all except the apostles were scattered throughout Judea and Samaria. Godly men buried Stephen and mourned deeply for him. But Saul began to destroy the church. Going from house to house, he dragged off both men and women and put them in prison. Those who had been scattered preached the word wherever they went. (Acts 8:1b-4 NIV)
I doubt that those Christians felt like seeds on fluffy parachutes! No one wants to be scattered. But think of this band of exiles, taking Jesus and The Way with them! The scattering did what staying home in Jerusalem could have never done, hearkening back to the promise of Acts 1: "...and you will be my witnesses in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth.”

When we moved to Abilene almost 19 years ago, it required a big adjustment for me to get used to a college congregation in a college town. I'm a nester by nature - just give me my spot, my friends, my work, and don't make me change anything up too much. Instead, I had to learn what it was like to be in a congregation where every graduation signaled good-bye to students and faculty who had worked, lived, and loved in our church community. And, every Welcome Week in August, the process started all over again. Over the years, the wise ones among us helped me learn to treasure the gift of friendship, no matter how brief it might be, and to do my best as an ever-older member of that community to help love, nurture, and equip those young ones to go out into the world, carrying a little piece of me and of Minter Lane with them.

Yesterday, we celebrated a tradition at ACU - final chapel of the 2011-12 school year. By this time in May, most students have their required chapel credits completed, so usually that day Moody is half-filled with students who really want to be there. It is always very special. Usually the worship team is comprised of students about to graduate, and it is sweet to see the tears in their eyes as they sing "The Lord Bless You and Keep You" and hug each other. 


As I watched this from my seat, I couldn't help but think of how many students have come and go through our 19 years, and to think with joy about where they are now. Teachers, ministers, scholars, missionaries, scientists, actors, artists, moms, dads, Bible school teachers, attorneys, social workers, doctors, business owners - you name it, they are doing it, they are doing it for the Lord, and they're doing it all around the world. That excites me! They are going places I will never go, reaching people I could never reach, extending the hands and feet of Christ to a hurting world. What a privilege to be part of that, even if only for a moment!

So, whether you're in the class of 2012 or just in a time of scattering for you, hold on tight to that parachute and ride on God's wind to your next destination. The Lord himself goes before you, the Christ community here stands with you, and His purposes lie ahead of you. I can't wait to see how the fruit of your life will be borne on the wind for years to come!

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

On the wings of the wind

In west Texas, the wind is a reality of daily life. Winter winds cut like a knife, encountering little resistance from topography or trees. Summer winds can feel like a blast furnace when combined with 100-degree temperatures. But spring....spring winds bring all kinds of things! Sometimes they come ahead of thunderstorms, other times leading one of those surprise cold fronts (isn't winter over?). Today they were steady all day, 30-40 mph. I complained and prepared for the great brown-ness that happens when Lubbock blows in to town. However, today God treated us to a beautiful show of his splendor all day long. It began with a beautiful sunrise.




The clouds swirled throughout the day in massive formations, moving, growing, reconfiguring moment by moment.



And then tonight -30 spectacular minutes of sunset, moonrise, and birdsong as the winds began to settle down for the night.








The psalmist who wrote Psalm 104 must have understood my plight. Physical metaphors and comparisons are insufficient, though he really tries!

Praise the LORD, my soul.
   LORD my God, you are very great; 
   you are clothed with splendor and majesty.
The LORD wraps himself in light as with a garment; 
   he stretches out the heavens like a tent 
   and lays the beams of his upper chambers on their waters. 
He makes the clouds his chariot 
   and rides on the wings of the wind. 
He makes winds his messengers,
   flames of fire his servants. 
(Psalm 104:1-4, NIV)

Today, all I could do was stand in the presence of the One who rides on the wings of the wind, feel his messengers brush my cheeks and ruffle my hair, and cry, "Glory!"