Monday, July 28, 2014

Milkweed Seeds

If you want God to speak into your life then put down the phone, close your laptop, and walk outside until you find a place where the only thing that you can see and hear is that which He has made and nothing which man has made. He reveals Himself through that which He has made. "For since the creation of the world God's invisible qualities -- his eternal power and divine nature -- have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that men are without excuse" -- Romans 1:20.

The Lord revealed something powerful to me yesterday while sitting in a place where I could only see and hear what He had made. Now I am without excuse. I can't wallow in my self-pity and despair because He revealed Himself to me though that which He has made. There were dozens of seeds, Milkweed I think, floating through the air while suspended from their God-made parasails. They were on a journey to a destination that was completely beyond their control. I noticed that many of them would get about as low to the ground as one could get without completely "bottoming out" and then in an instant they would be lifted up by an unseen wind and in a matter of less than 3 seconds be soaring higher than the highest trees around them and would in another second be so high that they were completely out of sight. There were even a few that I saw picked up after they were completely on the ground and looked like they couldn't be dislodged.

God used this incident to remind me that I am not in control of His unforeseen wind. He controls the way that the wind of His Spirit blows. He is the one that provides the force, the timing, and the direction. He knows how low that I can go and when to lift me up again. That wind of His Spirit can come suddenly as it did on the day of Pentecost and create a lift that no one could ever have imagined. My job is to make sure that I resist the urge to cling to this earth and that I remain open to Him picking me up and carrying me away whenever He desires. I long for His breath to lift me up. I long to soar on the heights. I long for Him to carry me away in His presence. And, I am grateful that as long as I do not cling to this world, and what it has to offer, that at any moment the wind of His Spirit can lift me to that place where I can soar like an eagle.

I am thankful for what God revealed to me as I sat in the presence of His creation searching for answers. He never fails to provide them. Milkweed seeds. Who would have thought . . .