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Wonderful Wyoming. Snow capped mountains, clean air and wind. Wildlife, lakes and wind. Good schools, low crime rate and wind.

Wind, wind, wind. It's funny how the wind keeps coming up in every conversation these days.

Maybe it's because we have lain awake at night wondering if our roofs would still be in tact in the morning. Or perhaps it’s because the once tall wooden fence surrounding your yard is no longer standing.

Or maybe we keep talking about the wind because the precariously swinging stop lights at every major intersection seem to taunt us even as we sit in the protection of our vehicle?

The wind has been our constant companion these last few months. How could we ignore the wind rattles our windows and our nerves?

I love this picture the psalmist painted for us.

O Lord my God, you are very great; you are clothed with splendor and majesty...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 104:1,3b, 4

Can you see Him? God, the almighty Creator, draped in magnificent splendor and sovereign majesty riding on the wings of the wind! Most of us have a difficult time imagining that even God could ride this wind, but surely He is.

Could it be possible that when God was whispering faintly to us, we refused to hear? I have heard it said that we Wyomingites are a stubborn bunch.

The ancient psalmist claims that God makes the winds his messengers. And so the winds blow.

Now that He has our collective, undivided attention, what might God’s message be to us? “Be still and know that I am God?” Or, “Come to Me … I will give you rest?” Or, “Peace I give to you?” Or, “I will be your refuge and your fortress?” Or, “My compassion is new every morning?”

At a time when we feel pummeled emotionally, stretched relationally and exhausted physically, these promises are a comfort.

Why can't we hear them when all is calm? Why don't we claim them when the house is standing solid? Possibly it's our cynical nature, our stubbornness or our misunderstanding of God.

He is mighty, majestic, but with patience, He waits, yearning for us to hear His message of hope, of love and of peace.

Next time the wind whistles and beats ferociously against your home, try sitting back and pondering anew what message the winds bring from Him. And if it's too quiet, too calm and you can't hear His heart, go ahead and whisper, "Let the winds blow.”

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