The snow fell for the third day in a row. And by now I was ready for some sunshine. According to the Colorado Climate Center, we embrace 300 days of sunshine. Maybe I am getting a little spoiled here with the blue skies and sunny days, no matter what season we’re in.
Today, I felt the gloom and needed just a ray of sunlight to warm up the living room, as well as my heart. I gazed outside and watched the snow make it’s way to the ground. It amazes me how the snow lays a blanket of white so beautifully across the land as far as my eyes can see.
The snow beckoned me. So I bundled up and decided to talk a short walk. One of the tricks I’ve learned, living in a place that snows, is to never let yourself get cold. I suited up and went for my walk. There was no wind making the walk pleasant. I noticed everything. It was so still outside I tried to listen if maybe I could hear the snowflakes hit the ground.
I looked up to the heavens and let the snow softly dust my face. The tall pine trees became a haven for a family of squirrel’s that seemed to have settled there for the winter. The gray sky held it’s stance as the sun tried as hard as it could to push through the bleak sky.
Winter is not my favorite season. But I have noticed there is still a lot of beauty to behold. I’ve heard that birds fly south for the winter however all winter long I see the birds take to flight. I see the pond filled with ducks and Canadian geese. I imagine they are ice skating across the frozen water.
The trees have lost their covering with the exception of the pine and juniper. I get a deep sense of my own life as I continue down the icy trail. Winter seems to reflect the season I’ve been going through. Cold and gloomy with no sign of hope. I was surrounded by what looked like dried up old trees. Dead leaves covered the brown grass and everything seemed to look like an old photograph developed with a black and white faded tint.
Just before my heart started to sink deeper into despair the Lord spoke truth to me.
“While life to the eye seems dead beneath the dormant earth, life is still moving at a slower pace, getting ready to birth new life in the spring.”
Little drops of hope were sprinkled on my heart. God is still working in my life even when things don’t look to be going the way I’d hoped. When hardship comes masking itself like a cold winter day, God is still moving. He is still growing me in areas that need his touch. Pausing to give me time to sit at his feet. I hold on to his words that send rays of his light to the dark places of my heart. He is warming the soil of my heart getting ready to birth his will for my life as a new season approaches.
I am convinced that I know nothing of what is to come. But I know the One who holds my life in his hands. He calms the storms. Tells the ocean just how far it can go. The One who allows the snow to fall and cover the mountains with beauty that captures the sky.
“Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever.” Hebrews 13:8 (NLT)
No matter what season you are in, God is reaching to hold you and prepare your heart to bring his kingdom glory.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 “For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven.”
You are a good God. Your plans for us do not depend on the weather or the seasons. Your blueprints for our lives were drawn by your hand long before we were born. Give us your hope no matter what season of our lives we are in. Though the earth seems dead beneath the soil, life is growing richer and deeper preparing to give birth to brilliant colors that reflect your glorious hope. May we draw closer to you as you get ready to bring about your glory in our lives in this season of HOPE.
In Jesus name I pray. Amen
His Hope Is Alive,