On those days when it's really windy outside (not hurricane winds or anything, just stronger winds than normal),
when you fear that little kids might get whisked away,
when you walk inside and people are desperately trying to fix their disheveled hair,
when girls are angry with themselves for deciding to wear skirts,
and when people keep their heads down,
I like to think that God is playing with my hair.
That's one of the most comforting things to me,
someone playing with my hair,
so I love the wind.
It's one of the many things
that shows me God loves me.
Psalm 104:4.
