Winter returned today with four inches of snow, which quickly melted in the sun. The sun felt good on my upturned face. Yet I still had to wear my hat and gloves for a time and put my boots on. I sense more than feel that this is the last gasp of winter. Soon spring will be upon us in full force. Even now I can see the sprouts of green shooting up from the ground. I try not to think about the cold that seeps through or the ice that is now forming on the ground.
I am blessed with all good things. I can be grateful for the circumstances I find myself in. I may wish to change them. Yet if I did, then what would happen? Would the people around me start resenting me? Maybe. Yet I can't help thinking that by not standing up and saying that "It won't be tolerated anymore", I'm part of the problem and not the solution. I long to do the Lord's will. My tongue though trips me up, making me tell a falsehood.
It is winter in my soul. I take one last gasp of freedom and fall into the chains of despair. I latched onto a false hope....a hope that I would stand before my Lord without blemish. I was a fool to trust in my own efforts, instead of reaching out to God. Yet I am here. There is still time to wipe out the fallacy and embrace the truth.
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