Guest Post: Living As The Wind Blows

This post was written by Dylan, a non-stop traveler who will soon embark on a journey across the Oregon trail.

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The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the Spirit. – Jesus, John 3:8

What does it mean to live as the wind blows? Does the wind itself control where it goes? Where did you come from? Where are you going?

Do you walk through this life as though you are the wind, free and present? Do you live as though your past creates your present, or as your present creates your past? “The wind blows wherever it pleases…” not because it intends to arrive at a particular place, nor because of where it has been. The wind moves for the same reason that people dance or compose music.

If the goal of playing music were to reach the end of the song, those who play the fastest would be considered the greatest musicians. But the purpose of music is to enjoy the journey, each fluctuating pulsating tone of sound. In our society, especially within religious circles,

We in the West live within a culture of insecurity and people searching for meaning in their lives of commercialism and advertising.  We are constantly bombarded with the phrase “God has a purpose for you.” But the word purpose can be looked upon from different perspectives.

There is the perspective of purpose all-too-common in western culture, which is a so-called “mission statement” or, pre-defined purpose we accept for our lives. A purpose of something we are supposed to do in order to bring fulfillment into our hearts. But perhaps in that sense – the one we are most often sold – can be very dangerous. It can create a mentality that we must take matters into our own hands to in a way impose our will upon nature.

There is another sense of purpose or, purposeless, in which we find our life’s meaning not in an intellectual concept or definition, but in the simplicity of how nature functions. When we look at our lungs breathing in and out, not because we will them to, but because it is simply their nature to do so. That is the sense of purpose I am speaking of here. A sense of purpose which does not make us feel that we have control over what is happening; rather, that we can get in line with what is happening here and now. We can recognize our life as being in unison with the lungs breathing, the heart beating, and vast ocean that is all of life and existence.

Live as the wind blows.

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