Our house is about 60 years old. The windows were top of the line at the time the house was built, but they have never been replaced and are starting to show their age. The bitter cold air outside matched with the warm air inside creates beautiful ice crystals on the outer panes of glass. My friends and I were discussing our likes/dislikes of this season. One of us (I won’t tell you which one.) stated that she is getting a bit of cabin fever. Being cooped up inside for days on end is not her thing. She really likes being outside – the fresh air, sunshine, birds chirping, plants growing etc. Another friend said that she likes the fact that we are forced inside where we have to spend time together with our family – no gardening to do, no baseball games to attend, etc.
Regardless of whether we like our current weather – it is cold. So cold that life seems to stand still and wait. The birds even try to find a place in the sun out of the wind. The fact that they survive in this brutal climate is a small miracle. The beauty of this frozen tundra is undeniable. Everything seems to sparkle and reflect God’s glory. (I hope heaven is warm. Just saying.) God promised us the seasons and He has delivered.
While the earth remains, seedtime and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night, shall not cease. Genesis 8:22
It is one of the patterns of life. It gives us time to pause and reflect. Time to nestle all snug in our warm houses and slow life down a bit. It seems that even the seasons are able to reflect God’s glory and His goodness to man.
Praise him, sun and moon, praise him, all you shining stars! Praise him, you highest heavens, and you waters above the heavens! Let them praise the name of the Lord! For he commanded and they were created. Psalm 148:3-5
So put on a pot of tea, or get your cup of coffee. Grab a blanket and your Bible and settle in. Let this season be one of stillness in you as it is outside. Rest in the one true God who loves you beyond measure. Allow Him to heal the deep places of brokenness and to speak His words of healing and hope.
When spring arrives, God will again sprout forth in beauty of a different kind. His creation sings His praises!
Enjoy the snow. Listen to God. Be encouraged. Press on.
Only 72 days until spring!