It’s Monday again and time to share a quote for the 4th week of the new year! This time we have a short allegory and a poem bundled up together!
This small saying speaks abundantly! It’s so simple, yet so complex. Yes, this little poem speaks about the wind and trees, but I hear something besides the obvious content. I hear a secret reminder about The Creator of that wind and those trees.
We can’t see the wind, but we can see what it does when it blows the trees this way and that. We know it’s there when it spins a windmill, waves a flag, or blows your hair across your face. So even though we can’t actually see the wind as it whips through the air, we can see how it affects our world. We have everyday proof that the invisible wind is, in fact, real, yet we cannot see it.
This is the same about God. We cannot actually see Him in person, but we can see His good works throughout our day. When we see a stranger helping someone with their grocery bags, we are seeing God’s work. When we see someone sharing a smile on the street, we are seeing God’s work.
So, even though we cannot see the wind, that doesn’t mean that it’s not real. We have proof of the wind every day from strong gusts to soft breezes. It is the same with our Heavenly Father. He is real and He shows Himself every day. We just have to remember to notice the great impacts of His work.
Rossetti’s poem is not only beautiful, but also a good reminder for us. Having faith in something that cannot be seen takes great strength. Thankfully, God offers us all the strength we need to believe. It is our choice to keep our faith in His presence strong.
Romans 1:20 “For the invisible things of him from the creation of the world are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even his eternal power and Godhead; so that they are without excuse:” KJV
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Are you fond of this quote?
Could you agree that the wind and God’s works are in some way similar?
Do you think that it’s hard to have faith in someone we can’t see?
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Reminds me of Elijah, when he runaway in fear. God protected him. And He came as a whisper. 🙂
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