In Shakespeare’s “As You Like It” he famously tells winter “Thy breath be rude” repeating a common complaint about the season; it’s bleak, windy, and cold. This sentiment is true, winter is cold, bleak, and windy. Although, seeing the sun shine brightly on freshly fallen snow with tree boughs hanging heavily under its weight, always lifts my spirit.
Therefore, winter is a matter of perspective. The aptly named poet, Robert Frost, once wrote:
The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.
Find joy
An impromptu snowball fight, watching children build snowmen, or sledding down hills, can only happen during our winter seasons. Recently, during a cold snap, I saw a sign that said “Remember, only eight weeks until spring!” This made me sad and happy at the same time, for I love the Midwest’s changing seasons.
For some, winter becomes an overwhelming time of sadness and depression. The shorter days, being confined inside, treacherous travel, and illnesses can all contribute to feelings of loneliness and sorrow for what has been lost.
Be the light
My friends, as children of God, let us bring our light to those who huddle in darkness. Strive to brighten the days of the souls who are trapped in perpetual winter. They won’t be wearing a sign begging for our help. But God knows who they are. If you listen, He can prompt you to reach out. Maybe it is a plate of homemade cookies. Perhaps a text message to let them know they are not alone. Make a phone call to share a funny story you’ve read. One could even write a post on their social media site with an uplifting gospel message. There is always the old-school method of a handwritten note telling them how important they are to you. The power of such small, simple means is immeasurable.
Reach out
Winter can be cold, bleak, and windy, but it can also be bright and beautiful. For me, at times, it is both. Gratefully, I am blessed with friends and family who share their light with me. They open my eyes to the wonder and glory of a million lights reflecting off the beautiful snow. They encourage me to slow down, breathe deeply, and relish the crispness in the air. Occasionally, they toss a snowball my way and the game is on!
What is your perspective? If you are stuck in winter’s grasp, reach out! God’s hand is always waiting to take yours in His and guide you to spring’s dawning.
