The Wind
He passes through me like the gale winds on a stormy beach,
but always leaves something behind.
I do a great deal of reading and studying in the Bible. Although I take nothing literally, I do understand the messages that it offers. Today, I read from John about the wind; where it comes from and where it goes, we do not know. We hear it; we feel it; but we do not see it. We only see the effects of it.
John continues by saying that everyone who is born of the Spirit is like the wind. Jesus is the wind; we don’t know where he comes from or where he goes. But we do know that he is always within us. Inside, rustling our inner beings
with love, kindness, and concern for other, blessing us for walking in his light.
When his disciples saw the change in Jesus, when his transfiguration occurred, I wonder of the misconception here in my own mind. I do not believe that Jesus was transfigured at this moment in time. Jesus was and is always the Son of God. what I believe is that his disciples’ eyes were opened, and they experienced the true Jesus, as God. When God spoke, they heard Jesus for the first time.
We also need to experience this transformation; then we too can hear God for all times. When we do, we can know for the first time what the Song of Songs says: “for now, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone.” The dark times of our life are truly taken up by Jesus, and like the disciples, we see Jesus as God desires.
He passes through me like the gale winds on a stormy beach,
but always leaves love behind.
Meditating to Heal 