I stood at our window Saturday afternoon and looked west. The sun was low, shining along the surface of the deep snow. A strong wind blew over the icy crust and carried snow particles along in its eddies. It made the wind visible in a curiously beautiful way, like a fast-moving river of light, with the snow dust catching and holding the glints from the sun. I think the Spirit of God is made visible in the individuals in our life-stream. God shines on them and shows us in their lives the way the wind is blowing.