“The wind blows wherever it pleases”
It does not respect our plans; The months and years of investing and preparing might be cast upon the breeze. Even the nature of our dreams and our deepest desires are subject to its course. What we build in concrete and steel, the wind can rip out in an instant
It does not respect our reputations; All the favour we have earned, every person we’ve impressed, every piece of respect we’ve gathered and admiration we have garnered is all prone to be lost on the whim of the wind.
It does not respect our traditions; Though our systems work and our methods are reliable, they will not last forever. We are lucky if they last a season. And blessed if they last a generation. If our hope is in tradition, then that hope will be crushed. That is certain.
It does not respect our ambitions; It lifts the least likely. It loves the weak. It thrives in innocence. The ambitious are held at a healthy distance. Those who seek power and position are shunned. You cannot worm your way into the will of the wind.
It does not respect our achievements; You cannot impress it. You cannot convince it of your value. You cannot dazzle it with style. It will not be bought or swayed or persuaded. It has no need for money. It does not need fame to get things done.
It does not respect our worries; Fear is not a word it understands. It has no comprehension of anxiety. It never panics. The wind will not pay the toll, it will break the barrier. What we rule out as preposterous it rules in as realistic. We can only begin to imagine what it is capable of doing. No eye has yet seen it.
“The wind blows wherever it pleases” - John 3:8
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