Can a sunroom be a snowroom?
In jest, I asked my friends this question earlier today. It was a simple and silly question, however, it left me to ponder a few things in my heart.
As the snow fell softly to the ground outside my window, the white against the gray sky was a bright light of calm. Yet, it is normal for us to think of winter months as drab and depressing. We often feel as if the only light which can bring us warmth and peace comes to us wrapped up in a sunny day.
This Is not so.
Snowy days may seem cold and dull, but wow, the cardinal never looks more beautiful than when he is perched on a snowy white branch, and the light from the hidden sun makes the crystals glisten around his crimson wings.
Just as nothing is as brilliantly luminescent as a woman who has found the warmth of her Savior’s embrace during those winter days of struggle. His robe of righteous grace and love blinds the enemy and shines a sweet light of victory for others to see.
…all come when we weather the winter seasons of life, when we learn to live in their kind of light.
Today’s snowroom moments reminded me of this.