Earl, my step-father, always said that the coldest portion of the winter was the last two weeks of January and the first two weeks of February. Well…we are almost a week into February!
I told my buddy, Ron, that it was my goal to spend January somewhere warm, but I have fulfilled that vow only half of the January’s of my retirement I recall, with bemusement, Mary Jane and my plans, years ago, to move somewhere north…once we retired.
It seems that the cold wind of winter has an, extra bite, in it, as I have gotten older?
I was reflecting on last autumn, that seems like last week, and thinking of, the apparent death of the leaves and plants and grass…and all things green.
When in reality, we are surrounded with a natural world… that goes to sleep each winter…but does not cease to exist….as it comes back in vibrant and exuberance…in the spring!
The rich tapestry of fall seems to be the, final Hail Mary Pass of life, before the drying and decaying and death of nature!
We live in fear of our demise and bemoan our short stay on our planet!
We grow up as a green shoot and blossom into full flower…only to soon wither and wrinkle and die.
I think that we should look around us… at God’s creation to learn of the permanence of life!
‘While he spake these things unto them, behold there came a certain ruler, and worshipped him, saying, My daughter is even now dead: but come and lay thy hand upon her, and she shall live. And Jesus arose, and followed him, and so did his disciples.’ Matthew 9: 18 – 19 KJV
‘And when Jesus came into the ruler’s house, and saw the minstrels and the people making noise, He said unto them, Give place: for the maid is not dead, but sleepeth. And they laughed him to scorn. But when the people were put forth, he went in, and took her by the hand, and the maid arose. And the fame herof went abroad into all the land.’ Matthew 9: 23-26 KJV