Unseen

The Wind. It moves where we cannot see. It touches places we can't get to. It is felt by all yet seen by none. We could easily say it does not exist if not for the cool sensation on my skin and effect it can have on my mood. Walking on a hot day I can be miserable until that breeze touches my sweaty skin and I exclaim "Praise the Lord". His Spirit is much the same. We don't see Him but we know He is there. As we go into pits of despair and frustration He comes along and cools our spirit. We can do little else but exclaim "Praise the Lord. Your Loving kindess is new every morning. The Spirit.