Psalms 104:4 “He makes winds his messengers…”
A confirmation for me
My quiet time is on my deck – my little corner of nature. Quiet time was limited to a few minutes, but I was able to find those at least once a day. Prayers were constant, but that was my “still/meditation/prayer” time.
For the first couple of years I cried out to God for understanding of His Will for me. When the silence was ongoing, I came to accept that this was it, and prayers changed to laying my concerns at His feet, asking for strength and wisdom to do His Will with grace and love.
I was startled the first time it happened, and I learned to understand the “fear of the Lord” in Proverbs – not a terror, but an unearthly awe of our Creator Father, the Spirit and the Son.
There was a soft, but definite breeze on my face! What? There was NO wind, no movement in the bushes, trees – nothing. I held my breath. Later, I came to understand the Comfort. He heard me – and He cared. He was watching over me.
Sometimes I would whine about being alone. My mind would hear Jesus say, “Really?” I would recall the scriptures and be ashamed, repent and be thankful. Then again praying, I feel deserted and sometimes I’m treated badly – “Oh, Really?” And I would remember the garden, sleeping friends, sweat drops of blood. the tortures – and be so ashamed and continue my prayer on a different path. : )
My pleas for my strength and for Bob to pass easily were granted. He also provided a measure of wisdom, understanding and the ability to see many things in a new, clearer light.
Near the end when I was close to crumbling, along with the gentle wind on my face, He sent our daughter who could lift me with love and support from the pit.
I haven’t felt the “wind” in awhile, but I will always remember those times and that touch – my reminder that God (and his messengers) are always near.
A preacher/friend once said that if we could see in the other dimension, we would see God’s angels going about His business.