The wind is blowing hard.
The storm refreshes us, and scares us a little, too.
Lord, what if it was our sister and mother earth that was crying out in revolt?
So much plunder, pollution and abuse committed against her!
And, why not, what if it was your anger, Good God, who no longer knows how to make us hear your call, your warning:
“My beloved children, you are on the wrong path.
Change your ways of producing and consuming, of housing and feeding yourselves, of working and travelling!
Yet, Lord, do not cease to speak to us, to call us and to hope in us.