A gentle breeze.
As I opened the door to take a walk this morning, that is what I felt.
After a long, hot Texas summer the breeze was a welcome change.
Whether I live on the California Coast, in the woods of Maine, or in the Canadian Maritimes, feeling the wind always reminds me of The Holy Spirit.
Maybe it's the sensation of experiencing the intangible, yet something I see the affects of.
I came across this song that touched my soul, just like the outside breeze touched my skin.
If you like, take five minutes from your busy day and refresh your soul.