ENDLESS WINTERS

Endless Winters - Karen Pourbabaee

“There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven.” Ecclesiastes 3:1 NAS

Come to think of it, I hadn’t seen any squirrels scurrying about lately. A blanket of new snow covered the barren earth. It was six degrees, and I was burrowed in for a few days. As I peered out the window, the landscape punctuated by towering trees devoid of green. No visible outward signs of life. Plenty of time to deepen the roots of hope.

“Lord, warm my spirit in this winter’s cold.”
By experience, I know that someday spring will burst forth. Shoots of delicate green will sprout from drab brown limbs. The birds will return and warble their whimsical tunes. And the deep roots of my hope will bloom into something beautiful.

“Lord, help me remember the sights and sounds of spring in the silence of winter.”
Nature has its seasons, and so do we. Some seasons just feel like endless winters, like this frigid day in early January. Seasons of illness, financial problems, relationship challenges, losses of all kinds. Shall we wither and die, or grow strong roots?

“Lord, I shall remember that seasons change. Until then, ‘I shall be like a tree firmly planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in its seasons.’(Psalm 1:3) I will proudly spread my naked limbs, reaching heavenward, in praise of You. My roots are tunneling deep into the soil below, and I feel the pressing of tender buds, these inward signs of life. So I will not wither and die, but in due season, I will bloom for Your glory. It will soon be the appointed time. Farewell winter, my friend.”

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