Spiritual Practice


Katy Steele, 22

The garden wasn’t fancy by any stretch of the imagination, but it soon became my favorite place on campus. Tucked away from the main street, the community garden was a safe haven. The water was calming, the strawberry vines smelled fresh, and the wooden gazebo made a perfect place to sit and think.

The Spirit is like the wind that blows wherever it wants to. You can hear the wind, but you don’t know where it comes from or where it is going.
John 3:8b (CEV)

One day, I stopped in the garden and sat down in the grass. I prayed and read scripture; I listened. Suddenly, I was overcome by the sound of the wind. It rustled through the leaves, shifted the grass, and moved the clouds. It was an invisible force, constantly shaping and reshaping the earth and everything on it. I started to think about how big the wind is, how it can never be captured or fit into a box, how it covers the entire world all at once. Then I realized that an aspect of God was being revealed to me. The Holy Spirit—too big to understand and everywhere at once—was all around me, all the time, constantly shaping and reshaping my life. It was like the wind, not only in the leaves, the grass, and the clouds, but also in my heart.


REFLECT: Where in the natural world has God been revealed to you?


—from devozine  (March/April 2014). Copyright © 2014 by The Upper Room®. All rights reserved.

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