Mighty Rushing Wind

Acts 2:1-2 ESV 

Acts 2:1-4 MSG

Spirit of God Breathe on Me

Those who have experienced the mighty rushing wind of the Spirit of God understand the wonder of it all.

Before I experienced it I had heard about it.

I had read about it.

I thought I understood it because my dad and I had discussed the power of the Spirit. We discussed it mostly because I asked about the Spirit but it wasn’t something we spoke about in church a lot.

Looking back I can see our discussion was very much a God thing. God was preparing me for what was to come.

Acts 2:1-2, “When the day of Pentecost arrived, they were all together in one place. And suddenly there came from heaven a sound like a mighty rushing wind, and it filled the entire house where they were sitting.”

Because of my discussion with my dad he prompted me to read Acts 2 in my Bible. When I read that verse I thought a physical wind blew through the house where they sat.

I could see that would be possible. I was twelve years old and we lived in tornado alley. We often had a mighty rushing wind where we lived.

I simply thought it was a physical wind. Until the night I went to hear Billy Graham that same year I had no idea it was a wind that filled the soul and flooded my heart.

In Acts 2:1-4, from The Message we are told, “When the Feast of Pentecost came, they were all together in one place. Without warning there was a sound like a strong wind, gale force—no one could tell where it came from. It filled the whole building. Then, like a wildfire, the Holy Spirit spread through their ranks, and they started speaking in a number of different languages as the Spirit prompted them.”

This was not just any wind.

While my experience at the Billy Graham Crusade was somewhat different, the wind that swept through my soul was mightier than anything I’d ever experienced. It was so wonderful and so strong that I cried tears of joy.

I was forever changed.

I knew God was THE God and there was ‘none’ like God. I knew the power of God was so mighty there wasn’t anything God could not do.

Looking back I know I needed that moment of understanding to sustain me in the years ahead.

When I was twelve years old I did not know I would marry a pastor and after a time I would go through a time of loss where everything would change.

I did not know when I was fifty years old and single again God would call me to go to Seminary. I studied for seven years (144 Graduate School hours).

I did not know (still don’t know) what God had in store for me. I have seen pieces, but what I have seen and dreamed about doesn’t really make a lot of sense.

What I do know is that the Spirit of God will make it all clear in time. When it happens I will understand.

For now I wait and pray, watching for the Spirit of God to move.

I believe.

I don’t know what will happen but I believe when God moves I will remember the first time the Spirit of God flooded my soul and filled my heart.

Until then…I wait and pray.

Deborah

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