May 24, 2011
What does freedom look like? I am a wind lover. As a child I loved running barefooted in the wind and climbing a certain tree with my best friend where we could feel the wind more intensely. We would compete to see who could climb the highest and then we would stay awhile longer, waiting for the wind to sway the branches back and forth. I don't have quite as much freedom to do these things anymore but I continue to value the wind and as I have come to see her as a metaphor for the Holy Spirit, I learn to feel her presence in other areas of life.
Feeling her movement in the first event I attended with Volunteers Exploring Vocation surprised and excited me. The few days I spent with VEV participants in Atlanta were the best days of my year in service. I was suddenly surrounded with other young adults asking many of the same questions as I was.