The ground was THICKLY covered
in ice as the cold, brisk wind cut through the air like a knife. As I walked
along the canyon trail I looked around observing God’s creation trying to see
Him in the ice covered wonderland. The walk took longer than I enjoyed and I
was getting hungry. I could feel myself becoming cynical about the season we
identify as “winter”.
Reminding myself that all
things come from Him and without Him nothing was made that has been made, I
wondered about this dastardly period of four months-ish. The branches’ look of
death and all living things asleep under the tundra made me feel alone and
quite dark contrary to the shining sun through the bare branches. I looked up
the mountain side which was covered in snow and I felt defeat. “It’s
everywhere,” I thought. My eyes couldn’t escape it, and quite honestly neither
could my now frigid body. Bright as snow may be, it was unfriendly AND
everywhere. Its very existence represented death. Winter seems to carry an
arrogance that it has defeated life.
As, I blinked my cold lashes,
I realized what He was teaching me. Winter is NOT the final season. It has a
time and a place, as well as a purpose. This world can, at times, looks like it has been taken over by the dark forces and it is inescapable. It seems as though sin and all its awful power reigns and that His goodness is
hidden under a thick blanket of this world’s layer of ice.
As I walked ahead, the usual
stream that was at the bottom of the falls was a thick clear dark layer of ice.
It honestly looked like glass with a few cracks in it. It was clear as crystal.
Underneath the frozen water were TONS of trout! Life was still stirring.
During the winter months all
living things prepare for the cold and some plants even recall the amount of
time the temperature has been below freezing so that it can acclimate to its
zone condition (the cold). So in
essence, nothing is dead, it is just undergoing some major changes through
these harsh months.
How awesome for our God to
faithfully give us a reminder of His plan to redeem every year for thousands of
years. With.Out.Fail. We can visibly see the effects of His Mighty creation and
that LIFE always returns; EVERY season. The winter looks daunting, but wait! A
new story is coming. As winter laughs and mocks the hope that lies dormant
under its cold wait…spring ignores its mockery and faithfully continues on in
its task of preparing to reveal something spectacular. It is preparing to
actually claim the victory.
If winter represents death and
spring represents life, then please notice that in this cycle of seasons that
spring is never first and then conquered by winter, it is ALWAYS death first
and then the conquering…LIFE. I’m reminded of the victory that comes up from the grave
after the death of the Most High, Jesus, who died. His victory COUNTS. It
matters more than the illusion of this sinful world’s visual presence and
pretend defeat. Enjoy your winter…but new life is about to break forth, and the
clutches of this season can NOT hold it back.
I Corinthians 15:55
I Corinthians 15:55
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