The common book of prayer offers; “Who layeth the beams of His character in the water, and maketh the clouds His chariot, and walketh upon the wings of the wind”.
He may have been “the wind beneath our wings”. or He may have buffeted us from time to time that we may lean forward unto Him and be strengthened. My poem ; Winds of Favor addresses this.
When the blustery winds of life have died down,
and gently passed away;
Bestowing bright futures promise
That grows stronger every day
I look to God the founder, and hasten yet to say;
All trials and tempests frame us,
And gird us stronger still
Our Fathers” love commends us,
As we surrender to His will
Each day will have its’ sunsets
To introduce the dark
Each morn we put behind us,
We live to claim his heart.