Wednesday, May 17, 2017

"He Is The Wind" - 05/17/17 - Jeremiah 10-13

"He brings the wind out of His treasuries." (10:13)

 Whenever I read this verse, I ponder on how valuable the wind is that it is kept in "His treasuries".  Have you ever wondered what our world would be like without the wind?

  1. no atmosphere
  2. no pressure differentials

The first case is trivial. But what about the second case?

As the sun heats the earth, it creates convection currents, because hot air is "lighter" (less dense- increase T, need to have a matching increase in P, V or a drop in n) and rises. As the earth rotates, it causes these currents to spin, and random propagation and other induced motion (like evaporation and condensation of water) causes all of the effects we experience as wind.

It is hard to envision a situation in which wind would not be a factor. One such scenario might be to construct giant arcologies, which segmented the air into separate smaller blocks and so discouraged long-range concerted behavior from piling up large differentials such as experienced in hurricanes or other low pressure cyclones.

The other case would be no heat- the sun is cold, the planet is frozen. But that would likely also mean no air as well, since it would condense.

Life without wind seems pretty bleak." Matt Harbowy (former PhD student, Chemistry, Cornell University...
Funny how we take for granted the things we deem as "simple".  Like the air we breathe.  And yet God keeps the wind in "His treasuries."
Throughout His Word there are analogies of The Holy Spirit to the wind. 
In John 2:5 Jesus answered, "I tell you The Truth, no one can enter The Kingdom of god unless they are born of water and The Spirit."  Note:  "spirit" means "wind" and the verse translate literally:  "no on can enter The Kingdom of God unless they are born of water and the wind".
In accepting Christ, The Holy Spirit lives within us.  We become His temple in which He dwells. 
"His Treasuries". 
There are often times while I am working in the heat, I will feel His wind against my face.  Cooling me off and delighting my soul as I think of its touch as a kiss from my ABBA. 
Life without His wind is beyond bleak.  It is death. 

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