last night was windy
the stop signs were flapping and bending over
we went from 60 degrees to 40 in a matter of minutes
the rain came down as if being poured from buckets in the sky
my hat almost flew off when i walked to my truck
as the wind bit my cheek,
i couldn't help but think about grace
how some days are so still
so stagnant
we put one foot in front of the other
dragging of our worries behind us in a sack
then these winds come
these storms
is it just me?,
but i get a little excited when they come
i know they could be bad,
they could bring destruction
especially here in Mississippi,
but i still like the idea and the feeling of change the tumult brings
the way they blow out the dregs, dust, and pollen
i just wish i could feel this way spiritually
instead of bitterness and frustration
when the spiritual storms come,
i wish i felt excitement..
mercy!
wkm
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