We can’t see the wind, and yet we feel it all around us, and see the sand it carries when it is strengthened. We see the mountains moved, and the trees uprooted when storm winds are angered, and we feel the cool evening breeze as our skin rises to meet it after a long hot day is forgotten. The breath of our God is like this, and though we don’t see Him with our eyes, we feel Him with our heart, and our soul. Our spirit is refreshed by His constant presence. He is always with us, always surrounding us, and never are we without Him. Even when He is perfectly still, and we can’t feel Him... we breathe Him in, and He sustains us.