Weather

So you probably don't know this about me, but I LOVE weather.  I know that probably sounds weird.  But it's me, so weird should be expected by now.  Anyway, I do love weather.  I love watching the Weather Channel, I love talking about the weather, I love tracking the weather on my phone apps (yes, that is plural).  I have loved weather as long as I can remember.  I had a crush on the weather man who broadcast on the local news station my parents' watched when I was growing up.  I actually wrote a letter to the National Weather Service asking about hurricanes when I was a kid.  It was a great day when I got a letter back that actually answered my question and gave me the list of hurricane names they use.  They were listed in alphabetical order by year.  The names go on a 7 year cycle.  When hurricanes are really bad, that name is retired and replaced (ie Andrew and Katrina).  I am pretty sure I still have that letter because I was so proud of it.  Oh, and by the way, I didn't write the letter as a school assignment.  We did have a school assignment to write a letter to an organization/company once, and I proudly bragged about how I had done that before.

Besides love meteorology though, I truly love weather.  I'm inordinately excited right now that it is raining.  It's not that there was anything wrong with the weather before that, I just like the rain.  And the sunshine.  And snow.  And wind.  I think you get the point.

So... what does this have to do with anything, you might ask.  Good question!  As I am packing up stuff, trying to decide what will go with me to school, I find myself thinking more and more of what I will find when I go.  I am excited by the fact that I know there will be a lot of wind.  I really like wind.  It reminds me of the many facets of who God is.  A gentle breeze reminds me of His love.  A storm wind, believe it or not, often reminds me of His protection.  The stronger a strong wind, the more I am reminded of His power.  I could go on for a while; to me each new experience of the wind is a new experience of God.

But lately I have not noticed it as much as I used to.  And by lately I mean the last few years.

Part of the issue has been that I have been indoors a lot more than I used to be.  Part of the issue is that I have been too busy to notice much of anything.  But the biggest piece of this pie is that I have become so absorbed in what I have been doing that I haven't taken as much time as I used to in order to notice what God is doing.  That brings us back to leaving my job and going to school.  I need to refocus myself so I can actually hear myself think and look at what God is doing in my life.  I need to take some time in the weather, specifically the wind, which I should get a lot of in the plains.