What to do when the wind blows:
do we run like crazy against it, trying to escape?
maybe run with it, letting it push us along to our intended destination
does it blow us down, flattened and destroyed like homes in a tornado?
does the wind-blown howl scare us into covering our ears so we won't have to listen?
is there any chance we might greet the holy wind like a child; allowing it to carry us down the beach, down the street, across the lawn, into a neighbor's yard, 'anywhere the wind blows.'
Could I let go of my planned destination and let the spirit wind blow me where it will?
Will I will God's will?
and let it blow?