The wind is blowing, adore the wind. – Pythagorus
I opened my Christmas present from my sweet friend, Rachel, and found the above quote in a frame, looking super adorable. As I read the words I could almost feel the shift in my life. Has that ever happened to you? Where you can almost tangibly feel reality shift into something it wasn’t only moments ago and you can feel something, a change, coming your way? Well, I can usually feel impactful changes before they happen. (we call it our witch senses in our family) I don’t always know what they are, but I can start watching for them and preparing as best I can. It’s both a blessing and curse, especially for a worrier like me.
Well, not long after, I had a mini storm hit. It didn’t feel mini but when the real winds blew, I knew the others before had been little blusters. So the wind blew and, to be completely honest, it’s still blowing. It’s knocked me down hard and I continue to stumble but through this whole experience those words have been echoing in my mind over and over and I’ve actually tried to apply them – adore the wind.
We’ve heard that we should be grateful for our trials. I think a lot of the time when we think of this, it’s in a rearview mirror line of sight, where we can appreciate the growth and progression that occurred because of that trial. But what if we tried to be grateful DURING the trial? What if we tried to embrace it, let it in…even adore it? This isn’t the first time I’ve heard any of this – adore, be grateful, “lean into the stiff winds of adversity”. All actions that require me to leave behind my own desires, my urges to run away, to hide out, to lock up and wait for the storm to pass and asks me instead to trust my Heavenly Father and face it.
I want to say I’ve learned to be meek, submissive and humble like they teach you in Sunday School, but in reality I just don’t know how to get through my life, good or bad, without God, without leaning on Him and asking for all the help I can get. I’ve learned I, stubborn, independent, prideful Alyssa, can’t do it alone. So I lean on Him, I lean into the wind, and as I have something has happened during this recent storm that I wasn’t expecting. I have felt the effects of the Atonement so much more pointedly than I can ever remember in my life. Anger that consumed me was suddenly gone, angels all around me have carried me and reminded me how loved I am and things I thought would be impossible are bearable. I can hardly begin to express my gratitude for such a loving Heavenly Father and Savior.
This hasn’t made it all sunshine and rainbows. In fact, there’s been little of that. It’s been hard and it’s hurt deeply and there have been many, many tearful prayers. But there has also been a beauty I’ve never experienced before and I’ve come to adore this wind – for the brilliant way it’s brought out God’s love for me in seemingly insignificant and also truly miraculous ways, for the change in course it’s brought, though not one I would have chosen, and for this beautiful new perspective. It’s truly exhilarating and I really do look forward to where this wind is taking me. Because I trust God and His plan for me and my life, I know I can embrace any wind that comes my way and make it out on the other side to smooth seas surrounding beautiful, exciting places I would never have otherwise known.
I don’t share any of this to draw sympathy, pity and certainly no questions. I just wanted to share because we all have our own personal winds and storms we have faced, are facing or will face. It’s just how this life goes. I encourage you, the next time you’re faced with something difficult, to find a way to adore it. Embrace it. Let it in and let God take over. It will truly make all the difference.