The Holy Spirit’s Quiet Presence

“Faith is the bird that sings when the dawn is dark.”

Life is a daily struggle that requires tremendous effort to just get out of the bed sometimes.  We never seem to get enough sleep, rest, time with loved ones, quiet reflexion or a multitude of other things wished for. 

Life moves on and the clock ticks, never slowing down or stopping for those times where the world is enveloping us with darkness and storms are pounding our spirits with hurt and sadness.  We look around for something… someone…anything that can pull us out of the darkness and calm the storm but we find no one.  The storm continues pounding on our spirits, and we shout and shout and shout at the storm to be quieted until we are exhausted. We resign our last ounce of hope, realizing that we are powerless and at the mercy of the darkness that is driving this screaming, wailing, destructive storm. 

But it’s in that moment of realization that we look skyward, and see a beautiful white dove soaring gracefully through the darkness, unaffected by the storm until it lands gently in our hands.  It is at this instance that all darkness is gone and the storm is quieted.  The rains stop, the wind leaves for that place that only the wind knows, and the sun shines brilliantly bright, revealing a blue, cloudless sky that seems to have no starting point, no ending point.

The dove coos and its song is like a lullaby that echoes hauntingly throughout your soul, causing your spirit to drift away into a gentle, peaceful slumber.  Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ has come to us to heal our spirit and to give us rest.