I went out onto my threshing floor to pray this morning, and the wind was blowing strongly while the air was a perfect temperature. The clouds were moving rapidly in the sky like they were in a hurry to get somewhere. I had the sense the words spoken today would travel quickly with the wind, so I began to sing praises, declare His names, and then lift up some people and petitions. It was a pleasure to stand with my face in the wind and know the Lord is God and He alone is the One who rides on the wings of the wind.

Psalm 104:1-4 “O LORD my God, You are very great; You are clothed with splendor and majesty, Covering Yourself with light as with a cloak, Stretching out heaven like a tent curtain. He lays the beams of His upper chambers in the waters; He makes the clouds His chariot; He walks upon the wings of the wind; He makes the winds His messengers, Flaming fire His ministers.”