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?
Embrace The Beautiful Mess That You Are 
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