Excerpted from the January/February 2015 issue of Christian Woman Magazine.
Winter is a magical time. Even if you have never seen a winter, you would recognize it.
At first glance, winter appears ominous. Grey skies shroud a cracked and barren landscape. Daylight is fleeting, the numbing chill relentless. Bare branches stretch up from brown earth grasping for fragile bits of sunlight that manage to pierce through the thick mantel overhead. The earth seems void of life. But look again.
Patches of frost dot the ground, like lace doilies on fine mahogany. Trees which seem barren and lost stand tall to display unique patterns of bark and limb. Tiny buds, tightly closed and clinging to branches, remind us of life within and new life to come.