I think most of us agree that the way we view our circumstances can make or break the day. Yesterday, when I awakened early to a gray landscape, I wrote this:
The day threatens rain. Gray
clouds hug the horizon. The river stretches along the valley like an old silvered
mirror, its surface reflecting the somber landscape.
Everything.
Everywhere.
Dismal.
In my yard, one branch of holly—winter’s balm—peeks from behind the oak,
pointing down to God’s surprise. Tender grass sprouts in the drab lawn bringing purpose to whatever rain might
fall.
Even so, what a pleasant surprise when the
sun came out.
Nourish the earth—nourish me,
O, You, Who established the
seasons.
Green up my soul and
Let Your life burst forth as
I go about this day.
Even when the morn breaks somber,
You are with me.
Even when my soul feels bleak,
You reveal Your life
If I but shift my gaze.
Where are you looking today?
The earth is the Lord's, and the fulness thereof; the
world, and they that dwell therein. Ps. 24:1
Labels: First Signs of Spring, Winter Blues, Winter Prayer
