Out of Breath?
| The word "inspiration" has been running around my mind. Not because I have an abundance of it, but rather the opposite. Daily I want to write something inspired, something relevant, something you would be rewarded for in finding this blog. Far too often, however, my mind is only filled with the consuming thoughts relative to weariness, stress and exhaustion. Inspiration has been defined as breath and even as the breath, or wind, of God. How I have wanted to feel like a hurricane, bringing wild, wet winds of moisture laden skies. To be able to skirt across the surface of the ocean lifting moisture to lofty heights then transferring and placing that treasure from the vastness of the sea right in to your brain with the full force of God's divine power! But alas, the word that best describes the emptiness of my repository of wit and wisdom is "sirocco." A hot, dry wind. Devoid of moisture, almost abrasive in its searing heat. What's up with that? I have prayed that God would once again inspire me with words to reveal and impart His ubiquitous goodness to all that read these lines. Maybe, just maybe, there is hope for me. I was reading the definition of "sirocco" when I came across something I wasn't aware of. The word is defined as a hot, dry desert wind with no moisture, but that's only the beginning. What I found is that a sirocco starts as a hot, dry desert wind from the Sahara, but as it crosses the Mediterranean Sea it picks up significant amounts of moisture and delivers it to Italy and some of its surrounding islands. Not necessarily a hurricane, but hey, there's hope! When Elijah finished his mighty display of faith and revelation on Mt. Carmel he had his servant search the sky for signs of moisture. (You may remember that they had been in a considerable drought brought about by the words of this same prophet.) When the servant finally saw something he reported to Elijah that there was a small cloud arising out of the sea, to which the man of God responded by directing him to get off the mountain before the abundance of rain hindered him. Seen any clouds? Shouldn't be long from now. |
