Yes

Air-a basic necessity for human survival. But when the air becomes the whirling wind, its feel changes.

Power. Unparalleled power. The only thing that battles its might is the white water that crashes against the rocks. The gulls try to cut through the wind but end up hovering in torrents of turbulent air.

And here I stand. I stand in the smallness of my humanity and breathe in the vastness of my God. I stand, walk, and sit, praying, "O Great God, can you be small enough to know the deepest desires of my heart? Can you take my small humanity and work like the mightiest of the crashing waves?"

"Yes."