It has to be more than a happy accident that in both Hebrew and Greek–the languages our Bible was written in–the same word in each has the same three meanings. That is….
In the Hebrew, ruach means spirit, wind, and breath. The context dictates which word best fits.
In the Greek, pneuma also means spirit, wind, and breath.
The Holy Spirit is the Spirit of God, the Wind of God, the very Breath of God.
Here’s a well-loved hymn….
Breathe on me, Breath of God, Fill me with life anew
That I may love what Thou dost love,
And do what Thou wouldst do.
Think of Adam, the newly formed clay figure of Genesis 2:7. The Lord formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and man became a living soul.
In this life, I am often breathless. I am winded. I am dispirited.
I get used up so quickly. My natural reserves are so limited.
Life has a way of requiring all there is of us and calling for more. The people around us–even those who love us and whom we treasure–take and take and take, then ask for more. Unless we are constantly being replenished, we soon find ourselves spent and exhausted, with nothing more to offer.
Toward the end of his life, H. G. Wells concluded this was true of mankind as a whole, that we are played out, the world is jaded and without power to recover, and the only philosophy that makes sense is a disinterested cynicism.
However.
But God.
I love that God is the “Great However.” Over and over we read in Scripture of the mess man makes of things, and then we come to those two little words: But God.
Early in Romans, the Apostle Paul chronicles the depths of depravity and rebellion mankind has descended into over the centuries. Then, when it seems that we are utterly destitute and without hope, he writes: But God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us (Romans 5:8).
Nearly a half-century ago, Scottish pastor extraordinaire James S. Stewart published a book of sermons that went by the title of the first one, “The Wind of the Spirit.” His text for that message was something the Lord said to Nicodemus who was trying to get a handle on the work of God in his day.
The wind blows where it wishes, and you hear the sound of it, but cannot tell where it comes from and where it goes. So is everyone who is born of the Spirit (John 3:8).
Stewart’s outline on that declaration from our Lord has never been surpassed.