Haven’t we seen enough of this gloomy winter?
Haven’t we suffered enough for one season?
As we indulge the freezing temps, snow and ice in many parts of America we dream of the flowers blooming in spring and warm sunny days of summer.
WAKE UP! (we aren’t there yet)
Do we really have anything to complain about? We could have been in Australia sweating in miserably record heat during their summer.
Our dampened spirits are locked away in “cabin fever.”
Our cramped legs imagine the first walk down a sun filled street.
The bears have nothing on us humans this winter. Hibernating has made its rounds.
The weather isn’t always the reason for drab and dark days. It could be a life on the rocks of illness.
A family torn apart by divorce or the financial strain of months of no employment.
So what do we make of this murky shadow from “Punxsutawney Phil?”
6 more dreadful weeks of looking at your family too much?
6 more weeks of begging the forecasters to have something better to say?
Or….6 more weeks to learn about the drowning man who is so thankful for that life jacket he was given?
What about the homeless man on the street who received a free blanket and a “suspended coffee” to keep him warm with a job offer included?
And what about our military deployed in Afghanistan who is thrilled to get that letter from home he so desperately wanted?
Seasons don’t make the difference in dark or sunny days. I know that all too well.
It is the lessons learned, the heightened gratefulness and gratitude for finding the Savior in the midst of trials too difficult to even talk about.
It is understanding the drab and dark days will eventually become sunny again with white clouds floating through the sky.
It is knowing the God of the universe has used the dark days to make us aware of “how good we got it.”
Call it training; or “boot camp” for becoming a true disciple of Jesus.
The sorrow, horror and loss of his death brought unthinkable agony before his chosen few realized on the 3rd day he literally changed the world.
We must look beyond the wretchedness of the grave.
You won’t see a groundhog’s shadow, but the silhouette of the “Almighty God” spreading his love, joy and peace throughout the drab and dark days of winter. (Psalm 91:1)
And what did God say on the first day? (Genesis 1)
“And let there be light.”