Butterfly Sparks Designs

Friday, March 2, 2012

The Whispering Wind

Outside the warm wind is circling round and round. It envelops me and the boys like a playful hug. It brushes against the face and around my body, flirting for a moment then rushing off to someone else. I want it back, like a lover. ...i want more. i remain outside waiting and enjoying it's presence. Warm and fragrant, it's telling ..whispering loud that spring is coming. The warmth will win against the cold....eventually. But tonight there will be a mighty war. The warmth against the cold. They will push and pull and wrestle hard ....tornadoes are expected. Kevin has been sent home from work early and school has been canceled. We all wait and listen to the wind. I ask Bennett if he remembers what i tell him about the wind. He doesnt. I tell him and remind myself
"It's like The Holy Spirit...you can feel It's power and presence, but you cannot see It"..."you can see who It visits...where It goes and how It moves, but you can not see IT.".....

Today has been hard. So hard..i'm just a tired mama of children who have been sick for too long. Fevers, flu, whining, crying, cuddling, tending, mending, washing and drying. There is a season for every activity under the sun. This season we are all so close...i don't know where i stop and they begin. There is a gift in that closeness...but it's ok to say "im tired". To let the tired water release from the eyes and down the cheek a minute.....to listen to the wind. I come and type it out.....the rhythm of the touch touch...click, click, keys forming words ..soothing me steady again . i take a deep breath, inhale the wind circling 'round ...become part of the greater force that moves around and whispers change......

3 comments:

Son said...

Thank you for this sweet Mandy.

Kevin Mann said...

so good.

amanda said...

Mandy. This is so beautiful. Really. Stunning. Please keep putting your words and thoughts on paper, whether for all of us or just you. (And praise God that it IS okay to be tired. We so often are. xo)