Evening — January 28 — Song of Solomon 4:16

Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind. Breathe on my garden and spread the fragrance of its spices. Let my beloved come into his garden and taste its choicest fruits. — Song of Solomon 4:16That's the bride calling for the wind—even the harsh wind—because she wants the spices of her garden to flow out. No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but later it yields the peaceful fruit of righteousness. Lists the fruit of the Spirit, which the hard winds often produce. As a Father pities his children, so the Lord pities those who fear Him. The north wind is in His hand, and He knows when you need it.