When the time for Pentecost was fulfilled, they were all in one place together. And suddenly there came from the sky a noise like a strong driving wind, and it filled the entire house in which they were. Then there appeared to them tongues as of fire, which parted and came to rest on each one of them. And they were all filled with the holy Spirit and began to speak in different tongues, as the Spirit enabled them to proclaim. (Acts 2: 1 -4)
Do you ever wonder where God is or if He is here in your life? It is hard to know since we cannot see him with our physical eyes. We can’t see the wind but we see its effects when the fluffy cottonwood seeds float by our windows on a hot summer day. We hear it in the gentle rustling of the leaves on a crisp autumn morning. It is evident that there is a great force at work to cause the trees to bend and dance so wildly in a spring windstorm or the house to howl in protest of a harsh winter blizzard. We cannot see the wind, but we know it is there.
The Holy Spirit works in the same way. He runs His fingers through our souls, tickling our consciences and bending our spirits. He humbles us and makes us sway and dance as we wrestle our pride. We may not be able to see the Holy Spirit but we can see His effects. The spirit of our Trinitarian God guides us like a tiny idea whispered into our hearts. He tugs at us to go deeper. Sometimes it’s as subtle as a slight breeze on a summer’s day, other times as forceful as a tumultuous wind storm.
Like a soft kiss planted on a baby’s smooth skin, like fire burning in our hearts, He wraps Himself around us and breathes His love and truth and peace through us and in us. He gently reminds us that He is with us always and patiently waits for our response.
The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the Spirit (John 3: 7,8)