Christ In Winter:
Reflections on Faith & Life for the Years of Winter
“Nature abhors a vacuum,”
it is said, and so does our grand-dog, Ernie, whenever he has done something on
the rug that requires the use of the vacuum. Or maybe those are different
vacuums.
Nature doesn’t just abhor
a vacuum. It abhors change. It wants stasis. Especially air. Air wants to stay
right where it is. As Yosemite Sam might say, “That’s a fact, boy.” Wind is
air’s way of trying to get back to where it belongs.
Rock & Roll songs are
about leaving home and finding your place in the world. Country & Western
songs are about trying to get back home after you found your place and it
wasn’t all that great. Wind is just air’s way of trying to get back home, make
air stable again. That’s why all the songs about wind are of the
country-western genre.
Come to think of it,
though, there aren’t many songs about air getting disillusioned about traveling
all around trying to find some excitement and failing and so being ready to go
back home, so…
Here comes the wind again, oh, yes, here comes the
wind again, trying to get home, air wants no more to roam, oh, yes, here comes
the blowing wind again… Can’t you
just hear Willie Nelson singing that?
Of course, the air
probably started moving with Rock and Roll songs, going out looking for fun… One, two, three o’clock, blow, ten, eleven,
twelve o’clock blow, we’re gonna blow around the globe tonight, gonna blow
around til broad daylight, gonna blow blow blow around the globe tonight.
Ah, yes, Bill Halley’s Comet and “The Cyclones.”
Well, maybe the air
doesn’t need a song after all. It has its own ways, according to Jesus. “The
wind blows where it wishes. You hear the sound of it, but you can’t tell where
it’s coming from or where it’s going.” Then he adds, “So it is with everyone
who is born of the Spirit.” [John 3:8]
John Robert McFarland
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