Winter

The snow slowly drifts from the heavens to the ground. It builds up momentum only to find a soft resting place. Each moment layer after layer is built and the white engulfs the darkness of the brown and gray surrounding us. The white brings a dark light to the world. It is followed by a bitter chill that blows through even the thickest of layers. It is in this chill and winter darkness that life is rebuilt and soon the snow will melt and signs of life will emerge breaking through the frozen ground. Color will fill the fields and the sun will warm the soul and bring us back to life. 

Just as the winter darkness engulfs us there are moments in life when you just look up to the sky and throw your hands up. Nothing is left for you to do. The time of giving has passed and now you must wait. The time of searching is over and now it is time for rest. You heart has been through so much and time has walked all over it and has left a scar that still hurts every time life is pumped through your body. The fear that you are left with drags you down and is constantly biting at your heals. You hold on to hope like a distant memory that you just can not let go of quite yet. It lifts your soul up to the warmer moments in life and leaves you knowing that everything will be ok. When you are in the gully of life you constantly remind yourself that what goes up must always come down and what is down must always go back up. 

It is these moments life and time tends to freeze and moves ever so slowly and cautiously. We must be careful as not to slide of the edge of the slippery slopes. The branches that reach toward the sky are there for us to grasp and hold on to. We must ground ourselves in what is right, what is best for us and never let that go. 

Soon the sun will shine and the pain will drift away and we will be spinning in the warms beams the sun bathes us in. The frozen ground, pain and darkness will disappear and we will be left with new life and a rejuvenated soul. The colors we see in the fields will again renew that hope you have held onto during the darkness and coldness winter brought. Clarity will come into focus and those lost will be found. Time will heal your wounds and love will fill your scarred heart and life will beat through your body once again.

"There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing, a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace. "(Ecclesiastes 3)