~ virtually no wind, and falling snow so fine it looks like fog and feels like gentle mist kissing my cheeks.
It blankets the entire countryside with silent white. Passing vehicles are almost soundless, bouncing jack rabbits are almost invisible, and I am almost sure no one else has audience with God but me in that moment.
My appreciation for the splendor of the skies and for the majesty of the Creator Himself would indeed be incomplete if I chose not to walk in the winter.
If the Psalmist is right and the heavens really do "display the glory of God," daily revealing more knowledge, more understanding of Him and all He has done ~ in creation and on the cross ~ then truly,
I would be depriving myself of at least a third of that message if I chose to cloister myself indoors during the colder, darker months of the year.
If I am not careful...
I am going to find myself liking winter.
* photos are actually from two different walks, and two different drives, December 18-23/12