"If I say, “I will not mention him, or speak any more in his name,” there is in my heart as it were a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I am weary with holding it in, and I cannot." ...Jeremiah 20:9
Ice storm! All night, freezing rain like bullets (rocks?) fell upon our roof only 18 inches (or so) from my head. Then once, boom! The night turned even darker, for our neighborhood lost its power. Only for a few seconds, though. Whew.
Could the boom have been the sound of these huge limbs falling into our street?
Whatever, Tom and I awoke to a world where (apparently) the Ice Queen threw down buckets of water which coated sidewalks, mailboxes, electric lines--everything--then froze.
Debra's seen a few ice storms in her day and she does not like them.
But you know? Inside Hobbit Cottage all is warm and glowing with contentment so why complain?
It's rather like Life, I think. The world outside grows colder (perhaps you've noticed), but on the inside around our hearts? That area need not cool (or worry) just because of the outside's harshness.
God provides ways for us to shine like beacons so to keep us warm and so to tempt the ice-encased to draw near the Fire.
It's natural for Him to make ways where there appear to be none, to keep us standing when others drop beside us. What matters is that we remain beside the Fire, warming our fingers and all else, doing our part to revive hearts gone to ice.
"Wake up! And strengthen what remains and is about to die..." ... Revelation 3:2
Just a note--all the white upon the trees in these photos is ice, not snow. At all.