The rushing mighty wind

Knocks on the door of our heart;

It stirs up complacency

To allow a brand new start.

If we allow this sound of heaven

To renovate our soul,

It will bring forth new life

With many blessings to unfold.

God’s finger creates this swirl

But if we decide to close the door,

We invite an alternative twister

Which will physically shake our core.

This twister will be vicious

Which creates natural disasters,

With the intent to destroy our lives

If we make satan our master.

We can choose supernatural or natural

As these winds do come our way,

To stir us and things around us

Shaking our foundations every day.

(C) P.B. 2004

“And suddenly there came a sound from heaven, as of a rushing mighty wind, and it filled the whole house where they were sitting.”  Acts 2:2

“And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak with other tongues, as the Spirit gave them utterance.”  Acts 2:4