Thursday, December 10, 2009

Winter is the End

There is so much warm love inside fighting the cold outside. I sit at my window to see and hear carolers singing their hope of the holiday. Enjoying a crackling fire and some hot cocoa. Someone says "Grab your gloves and hat. Dress from head to toe like an Eskimo. Join me on a sleigh ride." Almost all is gone. There are skaters and fisherman left on the frozen pond. I shiver from old man winter. Mixed emotions are spread between celebrating the best holiday's of the year compared to the deathly chill. The snowflakes are what makes this season so beautiful compared to the green grass and colorful flowers of other seasons. It doesn't matter if it's the form of new life or the passing of it, I can see the hand that created it. God, You created this cycle, teaching me You are there through it all. It doesn't matter where I am in life, You direct and guide it. Jesus take my seasons. Don't let me go through a new set of seasons without seeing Your power and having You in it.

JDM

1 comment:

  1. I like your thinking. Your poetry is amazing.

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