We hear during this season that ‘the wind blows where it will’. I have been witnessing that in my garden these days. The week before Pentecost we had lots of breezy weather. Flower petals were strewn all around. The sugar peas definitely needed tying up. The asparagus gave up and lay horizontal. The peonies wobbled in disarray.
And then this week we saw the immense power of wind in Oklahoma. How do we deal with the impact of a soft breeze, a stormy breeze, a thunderous wind? So many opportunities to discover and name grace. How amazing to witness resilience, stamina, community, courage in the face of such surprise, destruction, calamity.
And what of the breezes in your life? How do you name them grace?
KC Young, OP