One of the reasons fall is my favorite season is because of the wind. Especially when it's a warm wind. On Sunday night, there was exactly my favorite kind of wind blowing, and I just couldn't stay inside.
One of the reasons my best friend is my best friend is because she doesn't mind when I have crazy ideas. When I grabbed her after evening service at our church and said, "Let's go out in the wind," she was game. And so we ran outside, into the parking lot, and went crazy.
Yeah, it's kind of weird to see two highschool girls whirling around like dervishes in a church parking lot, but, at that point, I didn't care. We spun in circles, ran as fast as we could, or just stood there with our arms outstretched, hoping the wind would pick us up and carry us away. At that moment, it didn't matter to us if our hair got messed up or people thought we were crazy--we were simply caught up in that timeless moment. It was like we were little children again; children who laugh simply because they'd never known how delightful grass feels on bare feet or how magical it feels when snowflakes fall on your face. And we did laugh!
Finally, we ran back into the church building. Another girl asked me, "Isn't it windy? I hate how it messes everything up." I just looked at her and laughed inside. Sure, my hair probably looked like a mad scientist's, but what did it matter? I had just done something I'd waited all year to do: dance in the wind.
I've been trying to figure out why I love the wind so much. One of the things I found that I loved was a quote from the movie "A Walk to Remember." On their first official date, Landon asks Jaime why she believes what she believes. Jaime turns into the wind, smiles, and answers, "It's like the wind...I can't see it, but I can feel it." I loved that explanation for the reality of God, but I took it a step further. I can't see it, but I can feel it and I can see its effects on the world around me. And the effects and feelings are so powerful, I can't help but believe.