DEAR GOD: You Are Like The Wind~

 

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“The wind bloweth where it listeth, and thou hearest the sound thereof, but canst not tell whence it cometh, and whither it goeth.” — John 3:8

The God Who Moves Like the Wind
by C D Swanson~

  LORD You are like the wind — unseen yet unmistakably present, sometimes a mighty force and sometimes a warm whisper over tulips in a quiet field. John 3:8 captures that mystery with such beauty. It reminds us that God’s Presence is not always visible to the eye, but it is always discernible to the heart.

There are days when His movement feels like a gale, pushing you forward when you didn’t think you had strength left. He becomes the force that clears what you could never move on your own — old fears, heavy burdens, lingering doubts. His power sweeps through like a storm that rearranges everything for your good.

And then there are days when He comes like a gentle breeze, brushing against your spirit with warmth and tenderness. You feel Him in the quiet moments — in a soft thought, a sudden peace, a memory that comforts you, a stillness that settles your soul. Like wind over tulips, He moves with care, never crushing, always lifting.

But the most beautiful truth is this: He is always moving. Always present. Always working. Even when you cannot see Him, you can feel Him. Even when you cannot trace His hand, you can trust His heart. His presence is the invisible current that carries you, surrounds you, and keeps you.

The wind never stops. Neither does He.

LORD, thank You for being the unseen strength that surrounds me. Move through my life today in whatever way I need — whether as a mighty wind that clears the path or a gentle breeze that comforts my soul. Help me to feel Your Presence, trust Your movement, and rest in the assurance that You are always near. In Jesus name, Amen.

DEAR GOD: We Are Held In Your Hands Forever – Thank You!~

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Isaiah 49:16 (KJV)

“Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands; thy walls are continually before me.”


 

This verse is a tender declaration from the heart of God to His beloved. It’s not just poetic—it’s personal. “I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands” speaks of permanence, of love etched so deeply it cannot be erased.

In ancient times, engraving was a lasting mark, indelible, incapable of being erased- often used to signify covenant or devotion. Here, God tells us that we are not just remembered—we are inscribed into His very Being.

We are etched into Him and His love for us is infallible.

Today, in a world where people feel forgotten, overlooked, or discarded, this verse is a balm. It tells the weary soul: You are not lost. You are not invisible. You are held. Even when life feels like rubble and the walls of our peace seem broken, God sees it all—“thy walls are continually before me.” He watches over what we care about, what we mourn, what we hope to rebuild.

And into Eternity, this verse takes on even deeper meaning. When we stand before Jesus in paradise, we will see the scars on His wrists and hands—marks of love, sacrifice, and victory. And we’ll know: those hands bore our names. We were never forgotten. We were always His!

And shall be forever!

 “ Thank You for engraving us upon Your hands—a love so deep it bled for us. When we feel unseen, remind us that You gaze upon us with eternal tenderness. Let this truth anchor our hearts in every storm and every silence. May we live today with the confidence that we are held, watched over, and cherished. And when we meet You face to face, may we fall into those nail-scarred wrists and hands with joy, knowing we were always Yours.  In Your precious name, Amen.”

 

 Here’s a beautiful scripture to embrace and reflect upon as we go to sleep…

Psalm 4:8 (KJV) –“I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep: for thou, Lord, only makest me dwell in safety.”

 

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