Hire
Writers
Editors
Home Tour About Read What's New Help Forums Join
My Account Login
Shop
Save
Support
E
Book
Store
Learn
About
Jesus
  

Win A Publishing Package HERE            

The HOME for Christian writers! The Home for Christian Writers!
The Official Writing Challenge

BACK TO
CHALLENGE
MAIN

INSTRUCTIONS

how it works
submission rules
guidelines for
choosing a level

ENTRIES

submit your entry
read current entries
read past entries
challenge winners



Our Daily Devotional HERE
Place it on your site or
receive it daily by email.





TRUST JESUS TODAY

TRY THE TEST



Share
how it works   Submit

Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Winter (11/14/05)

TITLE: God Gives Us Winter Too
By Helen Harris
11/20/05


 LEAVE COMMENT ON ARTICLE
 SEND A PRIVATE COMMENT
 ADD TO MY FAVORITES

God Gives Us Winter Too


The beauty and uniqueness of winter is a winter land God given gift to us.
In Texas we sometime have such beautiful unseasonable spring-like weather.
It can feel warm one day and suddenly it’s shivery from the wind touched by winter.


Sometimes there is sleet, rain, frog, frost, and sometimes the grounds are covered with a wonderful sight of a blanket of pure soft white snow. All this beauty is what winter can bring; it is like a winter tide greeting card from God, but too quickly the snow begin to melt, yet the memory remain.


Sometimes the harsh winds of winter bring adversity and pain from its frigid cold touch when your mother dies, and when your refuge is only a cold garage floor, but after winter, God gives Spring


The dip in temperature sometimes makes you just want to hibernate from the cutting cold, wind blowing freezing weather, but when you enter out into the wintry of God’s designed weather, in Glee you go enjoying the frost…enjoying the chill and all that winter gives.


Texas winter is such a joy to have. We see the birds all seasons long. Birds on bare tree branches, some on power lines all eyes can see as they go to and fro. In November comes Thanksgiving, saying the preparation of winter had come, and then comes Christmas. Glory in Thanksgiving to God in the Highest for giving us His wonderful gift of winter.


Psalms 146:15-18 KJV
He sendeth forth His commandment upon earth: His Word runneth very swiftly.
He giveth snow like wool: He scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes.
H casteth forth His ice like morsels: who can stand before His cold?
He sendeth out His word, and melteth them: He causeth His wind to blow, and the waters flow.
Isaiah 55:10 NIV
As the rain and the snow come down from heaven,
And do not return to it without watering the earth and making it bud and flourish,
So that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater,


Winter…


The opinions expressed by authors may not necessarily reflect the opinion of FaithWriters.com.
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be right now. CLICK HERE

JOIN US at FaithWriters for Free. Grow as a Writer and Spread the Gospel.


This article has been read 805 times
Member Comments
Member Date
Jan Ackerson 11/21/05
The thrid paragraph, about the mother's death and the garage floor, seems to need some explanation. Perhaps you could have used some more words to flesh that out some? I was interested enough to want more.
Nina Phillips11/21/05
Amen, he sure does. Your story was very nice, but I feel as though it was a little bit empty in spots. A little more to fill in, and round out. Nicely done. God bless ya, littlelight
dub W11/23/05
I think the empty spacing and slight convolution added to the problems here. A good start keep working.
Marilyn Schnepp 12/11/05
I took the death of the mother and the cold garage floor as memories of, perhaps her childhood, when things not only got cold, but things got tough with sorrow and loss.

A few words needed an "s" or a different word, but otherwise a view of Winter from all perspectives. Kept to the subject, and you could feel the "brrrr...cold!" God Bless.
Helen Harris12/12/05
Your Comments and Encouragements are Appreciated. ( :

Thanks for taking the time.
God’s Blessing with Love, Helen