I do love this time of year and I found myself standing at the window watching, not just the sun, but also the way it’s light played with the snow and the shadows of the late afternoon. The sun in January can be bright and warming but more often, I find it sheds a cool blue warmth that only a winter sun can give. It sends short shadows at this time of year and dazzles as it sparkles on the ice and snow. Many ‘snowbirds’ leave Canada for these months of short days and long night – some of you might be reading this right now! I like the winter months and the feeling of hibernation they bring.
This past Sunday we sang one of my favourite hymns. It is a seasonal hymn that we can only sing every now and then. It praises the snow and names the beauty of this season. It reminds us that God, the source of all and the creator of all is as present in the silvery frost of as in the beautiful rose.Here is verse two of “All Beautiful the March of Days”
O’er white expanses sparkling pure the radiant morns unfold
the solemn splendours of the night burn brighter through the cold,
life mounts in every throbbing vein, love deepens round the hearth,
and clearer sounds the angel hymn, good will to all on earth.
Happy winter to you!
Is THAT what we sang! Thanks for reminding us.
kind of reminds me of something similar;
All that is gold does not glitter
Not all those who wander are lost
The old that is strong does not wither
Deep roots are not reached by the frost
From the ashes a fire shall be woken
A light from the shadows shall spring
Renewed shall be blade that was broken
The crownless again shall be king
JRR Tolkein