Now there was a Pharisee named Nicodemus, a leader of the Jews. He came to Jesus by night and said to him, "Rabbi, we know that you are a teacher who has come from God; for no one can do these signs that you do apart from the presence of God." Jesus answered him, "Very truly, I tell you, no one can see the kingdom of God without being born from above." Nicodemus said to him, "How can anyone be born after having grown old? Can one enter a second time into the mother's womb and be born?" Jesus answered, "Very truly, I tell you, no one can enter the kingdom of God without being born of water and Spirit. What is born of the flesh is flesh, and what is born of the Spirit is spirit. Do not be astonished that I said to you, 'You must be born from above.' The wind blows where it chooses, and you hear the sound of it, but you do not know where it comes from or where it goes. So it is with everyone who is born of the Spirit." Nicodemus said to him, "How can these things be?" 
- John 3:1-9

Be born of wind and water said the Teacher in the night
be new and swim and soar in the mystery of God now

so Nick polished his Airstream, took it out on the road
from Palo Duro Canyon to Big Bend and beyond

he deleted entries in his Google calendar, went offline
checked off incomplete tasks on his lists driving free

stopping where ever it seemed the flow was flowing
encountering strangers with deep pools of eyes

from time to time someone on the roadside
needed a tire change or a gallon of gas so he stopped

occasionally he met someone at a Waffle House
who sat alone, struck up a conversation, paid the tab

once he met a woman with a thin three-year old and
gave her a year’s worth of grocery money just like that

then he stopped and stayed a while in Death Valley heat
drank mango iced tea, absorbed desert wisdom like the sun

when he realized the tires were shot, trip was done, he gave
thanks for that day when he listened, trusted, and acted

gave thanks for letting go and for following the invisible wind
for spirit moving him fluid through life like wild water streams


  1. I love this. Found it via C. Eric Funston, who quoted it in his sermon today:


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