winds

Can you smell the salty air?

The winds of change are blowing!

I have seen them blow through my life, ripping and tearing and hurling like a hurricane at times, and at other times gently playing with the laundry flung over the clothesline in the backyard of life.

For me, they are still blowing. But I feel that for the time being, I am up above them, looking down. I am in the crow's nest of life right now, looking for a sight of land.

Ah, but still the winds blow! I can see the changes coming. I can see those winds blowing through the lives of a couple of people that I hold dear to my heart. I know that the winds will blow, the rain will come in torrents and pelt the flesh, and nothing will be visible but dark clouds.

But, there is a port. There is a mast, there are sails, there is a rudder and an anchor. And there is a Master sailor who will lead us all safely to that port.

Yes, I can see the winds of change blowing through the lives of two people that I hold dear. And, I do not panic, but rather I pray and I trust. I trust that my Master will see them safely through, as He has promised to. Even the very storm that will upend their lives, even that very storm works the will of the Master in their lives. And in my life, as well.

Bring on the rains! Bring on the wind! Bring on the storm! Still I will trust Him!