"Facing obstacles should make us sing. The wind finds its voice not when rushing across an open sea but when it is hindered by the outstretched limbs of a pine tree or broken by the strings of an aeolian wind harp. Only then does the harp have songs of power and beauty. Send your soul, which has been set free, sweeping across the obstacles of life. Send it through the relentless forests of pain and against even the smallest hindrances and worries of life, and it too will find a voice with which to sing." (Streams in the Desert)
Wow! When I read those words a few days ago, it lifted my spirits like the wind under a bird's wings sends it soaring higher and higher. I want to live like that. I want to find my voice in the winds of life and sing like the harp.
Lord, let it be so with me.