You are my hiding place; You shall preserve me from trouble; You shall surround me with songs of deliverance. SelahPsalm 32:7
The stillness in the woods, as the moonlight stretches long shadows across glistening snow, brings wintry calmness which slowly settles.
The peacefulness of the nighttime stars frozen in endless time across the heavens, declare the endless glory of the Holy One named God.
The boldness of mounting pines towering and swaying as winter winds grow; chases all to shelter as it slowly builds then fiercely blows.
The emptiness of a darken heart which longs for the Promised One; yet unable to be warmed by the love which awaits empty soul.
The timeliness of deepen chill, to the bone,knowing when to seek a warmer haven, even woodland creatures know it’s time to hide.