Songs of the Wind

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It’s late in the evening which means my house is quiet. I love this time of day because I feel like I have the opportunity to pause. I have to take the time to be still, to process my day, and often times listen to the songs that creation is singing.

This is the season of storms of many kinds. We live in a diverse place that provides a variety of storms. This time of year they vary dramatically.

This evening, I’m laying in bed, listening to the music of a windstorm out of the south. I can hear it coming up the valley and field between our house and the neighbor’s house. As it moves closer I can hear the trees on the edge of our property begin to dance. The wind then seems to swirl, almost like a dancer twirling in an elegant dress. Moving through the trees closer to our house, the trees sing louder and dance wildly, I believe giving their praises to our creator.

Oh how I love to listen to the song of a windstorm and watch the trees dance in reverence to the Lord.

How about you, do you love a good windstorm? What do you think of and how does it make you feel?

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My name is Jennifer. I'm the wife of Dave, my favorite husband ever, and the mom to 450, give or take a few. I've given birth to two handsome baby boys, who have grown in to two handsome, wonderful young men. I do, however, provide snacks, bandaids, a listening ear, emotional support, calls to check in on, and so much more to about 450 kids at the high school where I am the "office lady". So in essence, I have 450 plus kids. My husband and I live in the middle of nowhere, in the upper left corner of the lower 48, with our dogs, cats, occasional cow, and a stray horse named Amber. In the absence of children in the home, our mixed breed lap dog, who happens to be the size of a small pony, has become our fur baby. I have a heart for the broken and hurting. God did not bring me through childhood abuse, bad decisions as a teenager and saved by Christ as an adult, to keep my story to myself. I firmly believe that we are not meant to walk this road alone, I mean God did create Eve because it wasn't good to leave Adam alone.

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