“Today it feels like winter”;
I thought to myself as I surveyed the landscape just outside my window in St.
Paul, Minnesota, trying to find sunshine on a very cloudy day.
We are still one month away
from being officially in winter, but everything outside looked bleak, and dead,
and void of life. The trees had lost all of their leaves and were standing
naked and scrawny and vulnerable. All of
the fresh white snow that had fallen six days ago was now as gray as the sky
above and hopeless of any possibility of ever being fresh again.
It is days like this that the
reality sinks in that we are now on a LONG journey from autumn (through winter)
with all of its deadness and regrets for what wasn’t accomplished and what we
couldn’t do because we were too busy when we had the chance, until we reach
spring four months away. It is a trip we may not to take, but is a matter of
fact; not choice.
So we need to begin to hunker
down and face this miserable season in Minnesota that at times feels as though
God Himself has packed up and moved to warmer climates because of the weeks of
cloudy days, average day time temperatures that only reach 15 degrees
Fahrenheit, and snowfall accumulations that can reach six to eight feet!
And even though last night the
weatherman had predicted that it would be warmer over the next two days, the
reality is that the temperatures are plummeting towards the freezing mark and
beyond as the calendar takes us closer to the dead of winter.
No, we are not fooled by his optimistic
predictions! We Minnesotans know that January is only a month away where
historically the temperatures have reached as low as minus 40 degrees
Fahrenheit; usually settling for about ten consecutive days of only minus 20
degrees.
My
friends, we either all nuts or else there is something else that Minnesotans
have discovered about living in this “god-forsaken place” we call home (as if a place could ever be forsaken of God!).
The
truth is that
most days of snowfall in St. Paul, Minnesota, amounts to less than an inch of
fresh snow on the ground. Yes, we do experience snowstorms of over five inches
a day which normally occur a couple times annually, but major blizzards that
dump ten inches or more in one day don't happen every year.
Yes
today it feels as though winter is here, but there is a hope that is awaiting
those to whom will seek it.
The fact
is that even though old leaves are gone, they were pushed off by the new buds
that contain the leaves that will brighten our days in the spring. Beyond this
next season there waits a time of new life that rests just below the heavy snow
loads and frigid temperatures.
I love
how Eugene Peterson’s Message Version of the Bible translates Isaiah 43:18-19:
“Forget about what’s
happened; don’t keep going over old history. Be alert, be present. I’m about to do something brand-new. It’s bursting out! Don’t you see it? There
it is! I’m making a road through the desert, rivers in
the badlands.”
The same
God who is doing something new wants to bring springtime to your current season
of winter! Yes today it feels as though winter is here in our personal lives,
but there is a hope that is awaiting those who will seek it.
My friends; God is up to something new in our lives and
the old just may have to go to make room for the new. And grasping this truth
will make the difference between disappointment and “His”-appointment.
Because when God takes us through changes it’s easy
to get disappointed when we can’t see what He is doing and too many people spend their lives
stuck on what could have been as they fail to fulfill the
expectations or wishes of themselves or others for their lives. Disappointment
becomes the new focus of their existence.
Grasping this truth can change your perspective. It can
give an opportunity for anticipation of what God might be up to, rather than
disappointment for how things appear to have turned out.
Yes,
today it feels as though winter is here, but there is a hope that is awaiting
those who will seek it. Where do you begin?
Simply call on the name of Jesus and He will respond!
The Message (MSG)
Copyright
© 1993, 1994, 1995, 1996, 2000, 2001, 2002 by Eugene
H. Peterson
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