Memory Monday – “I Feel the winds of God Today”
Compline around the fire on 2006 hiking trip.
Over the years at St. John’s students have learned many hymns, whether through the choir practices at Christmas, compline in the chapel or on outdoor trips.
The Alberta school’s official hymn was “I Feel the Winds of God Today.” This is also a favourite of many staff and students from the other St. John’s schools. It flashes us back to times of great camaraderie, wonderful singing and just a sense of peacefulness.
What are your memories of this hymn … when did you sing it, where did you sing it, who was with you? Can you still remember the words? Send us your story.
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I recall singing this song many times.
Once at a classmate’s wedding when someone handed photocopies of it to maybe 12 old boys, we belted out a pretty good rendition then.
I sang it a few times while paddling solo on various rivers.
Last summer in McKay’s backyard celebrating some event or another (yes! they still like to have fires, tell stories and entertain alumni!).
But my favorite is still in the chapel at SJSA. No matter what crap you were going through at the time, not understanding math, lost your favorite pair of jeans, got caught smoking, nothing beat the feeling of standing on that cold wooden floor in your socks next to your classmates and asking the Big Guy to look out for you through this song. I loved it.
We were on “vacation” in ’77 (?). Miette Hot Springs, Alberta mountains, camping. Dave Neelands played his accordion, little Dave Cornwall had his fiddle, I with my guitar and harmonica. Also there was (I think) Keith McKay, Mike Maunder, Fred Parr, Willie the Scot, and maybe a couple of others, good voices all. We held the mountains captive with our echoed strains of “I Feel the the Winds of God”, in harmony, at the top of our lungs. We knew God that night around the fire.