Throwing Open the Windows

The first day of Spring danced in gloriously this year. Daffodils flashed yellow smiles, the sunlight fell in golden puddles everywhere and the wind blew strong but warm.

I threw open my bedroom window and the fresh air filled the room, creating a beautifully inviting atmosphere.

Throughout the long, cold, dreary winter days the window had stayed shut-
Keeping out the wind. The snow.... the rain... the cold; protecting the inner from the outer.
Keeping me unexposed to the elements.

The sun doesn't shine in all that brightly in the wintertime. Dust collects, a coolness settles over the room, I hear the walls brace when the wind blows hard outside. But it can't get in. The window is shut.

But then when winter dies out and temperatures finally rise, I throw open the windows.
This is the air I want in my room.
This air I will not keep out- or protect myself from.

Thinking of Spring... and wind... and windows.... made me realize something new.

There is a window in my soul. A window that can be opened or shut whenever -however- I choose.

It didn't take very much thinking about soul-windows to realize that mine had been shut.
Inside my soul-room dust had been collecting. The air had been getting kinda stuffy- kinda close.
My soul-room has been in dire need of fresh Air-


The breath of Jesus. The Holy Spirit.
The word of God.

Somehow, somewhere along the lines, I had closed my window to His wind. And I now firmly believe that when I try to protect my inner secret place from the All-Knowing God- dust collects inside. Shadows find their way to every corner as the Son-light fades. Danger lurks in my soul-room, but I don't even know it for lack of adequate light.

Can you relate?

Then.... oh, dread of dreads..... because my window has been closed, the thief finds a way in.
No fresh Air to drive him away. The living conditions are perfect, so he moves right in. He begins his deadly business- 

"...to steal and kill and destroy..."


Hot, dirty fingers soon begin to clutch my heart. (ever felt them?)
Pride. He tightens his grip minute by minute.
Anger boils up inside of me -excusing itself under the easily pardonable guise of "hurt"- and leaks out down my face...

...Hot. Thrashing. Crashing. Destroying.


"Can I just HATE???!?!?!" I silently scream. It echoes off the walls of my steady-darkening room. "Can I just throw it all away... quit trying... and hate???"

Oh, the thief. He brings misery. Pure misery.


Bitterness gains more and more ground ........whilst I loose more and more.

Why is it" I moan, "that what destroys always seems like the easiest choice in the struggle?!"

Why then did hate feel like the answer? Why did the thought of throwing away Life and beauty and everything I have ever truly fought for seem like the only way to peace from the war? Why did anger satisfy my soul one moment and tear it wide open the next?

Why? Because my window was closed. Because my window was closed to the Help that I need.

There was no fresh Air blowing into my soul-room, so I was suffocating. Giving way under the pressure of the dirty, stuffy air that surrounded me.


Ever felt completely defeated by the thief? Is your window opened or closed?

That warm Spring air kept blowing and WOULD NOT let me forget-
Father WOULD NOT let me escape this lesson He had for me. "Look! Open your eyes!" He keeps saying "See what I am wanting to do in your heart?"


Well, so there I sat- pondering these thoughts, aching and groping to grasp their fullness, having prayed for a week-and-a-half that He would open my eyes to the complete truth of "throwing open my window" to the Fresh Air.

I had already begun to realize that what is needed is repentance...

...Cleansing...

...... humility to open myself up and let the Rushing Wind blow through this temple and blow out the dust within....

...but I was still not completely clear on what that looked like exactly.

Not completely clear, that is, until my Heavenly Father decided that I needed a BIG dose of truth concerning all this. A verse kept coming to mind that seemed to fit my subject at hand, but then when I looked it up in the Amplified I was comPLETELY blown away.

I clap my hands together and laugh out loud. It makes all the sense in the world.

THIS is my answer!!!!! 

Try THIS:

"So repent (change your mind and purpose); turn around and return [to God], that your sins may be erased (blotted out, wiped clean), that times of refreshing (of recovering from the effects of heat, of reviving with fresh air) may come from the presence of the Lord..." (Acts 3:19)


In other words....

Say NO to the thief, say NO to hiding from the Truth, say YES to Jesus, Say YES to His fresh air, turn around and...

Throw open your window.