Winds are blowing

The wind is blowing outside and it woke me up. Actually, I was dreaming about wind and all the noise it was making before I woke up. Weird. Then, I finished the library book and said some breathless prayers about being who He wants me to be. For help... To stop expecting. To stop limiting Him with my own rational ideas and belief of what is and what could be. To be open to Him at all times. How great is His faithfulness. Then a flood came. Grace, mercy, and the thankfulness for both are flooding my heart this morning. It makes me giddy. And it makes me hungry. And it makes me feel limitless. Thank you, God.