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Psalm 28:7 (New International Version)
7 The LORD is my strength and my shield;
my heart trusts in him, and I am helped.
My heart leaps for joy
and I will give thanks to him in song.

From the first rosy rays of light, the morning was something special. Icy cold, below 20 degrees Fahrenheit, the air hung quiet and still in trees that bordered creek and crowned the hill.

There had been a hoar frost; leaving white frost crystals on every branch and twig. As the sun, in a blaze of rosy raspberry, slowly crept from under its counterpane of night and over the hill, the white tips of the trees were backlit by the first rays of the day's light as icy mist hung, wraith-like around them and across the fields.

A little later, I drove into work, through a world of brilliant, powdery, diamond sparkled, snow. The sun was fully up by then and everywhere was icy, dazzling white.

I passed a majestic weeping willow; and its graceful, sparkling branches looked like a frozen cascade of water.

What a contrast all of this was to two days ago, when we in Ontario had huddled in our homes and watched the storm outside with awe at the force of nature descending upon us. Snow drifts had rapidly filled driveways and roads, as an army of grey coated snow soldiers rode in on the wings of a relentless wind.

Then, as suddenly; peace. All is loveliness and children play in the powdery drifts all day long, rosy cheeked and noses freckling as if kissed by angel lips.

I think of a conversation I had with one of my co-workers last week about something that was unfolding at last in a wonderful way for someone. The person's mother had said, "Everything always works out for ......," and my co-worker had laughed as she said, to me, "It's not just ..... that everything works out for," and we both knew what that mother didn't acknowledge, that when God is involved in things, we do see things unfolding in amazing ways for people; ways that often make us shake our heads and smile. Storms come and pass and peace settles over our hearts.

Proverbs 3:5-6 (New Century Version)
5 Trust the Lord with all your heart,
and don't depend on your own understanding.
6 Remember the Lord in all you do,
and he will give you success.


Joyful Fox said…
Thanks Belinda once more.

As I see the beautiful morning through your words and picture the majestic beauty, I rejoice in our creator - the one who made all things for us to revel and see the handiwork of His hands. Such a God we have!

And the peace that comes after storms, in the still wake of all its fury.

And the peace in our hearts when we find the centre of the storm, "it's very eye", in our lives when we know His peace and we give rest to our minds and still our hearts before Him.

Thanks for your post and the reminder of peace. It has a beauty all its own.
Anonymous said…
That was such a beautiful drive into work monday morning, I kept thinking I wish I had my camera so I could capture the lovely sky and the trees with frost on their branches. I thought to myself that God gave us such a gloriours morn.... after the timechange when most of us probably felt sleepy and not used to the change---a nice surprise something to be thankful for--- the beautiful display created for us special this morn and yes it gave me peace.

Angcat said…
What an amazing post Belinda. Your words were...lovely and frosty, sparkling and graceful, to name a few. I was captured.
I love how you love to describe the things in God's handiwork.
violet said…
We out west have heard of your storms and I was feeling quite sorry for you. Then I read your description of the beautiful, snowy landscape and I'm almost jealous -- almost. :)
Belinda said…
Thanks Joyful,Libby,Ang and Violet, your words are encouragement to me today because they made me reread the Peace post. Today I needed it! :) God is so good in how he blesses us through the power of words; at least the ones he gives.

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