Do you see with your eyes? I know it’s not your normal question but let’s ask it. I can’t see oxygen but I know it’s there for me to breathe deeply (That is if I’m not in the Caldecott Tunnel near Oakland!) I can feel the wind everywhere I go but there is no indication of its existence except from the witness of tree leaves, flag poles and skirts clutched tightly by the women who walk in its wake. Oh, and of course, my untamed hair being pushed about my head without reason.
Ever question the existence of God? He created the wind you know….