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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Winter (11/14/05)

TITLE: The Frosty Breath of God
By Karen Treharne
11/17/05


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The birds have made their winged march southward. The landscape has been scarred by the autumnal equinox. The leaves are down and the warmth has gone out of the air replaced by GodĎs frosty breath in the night wind.

As I wander through another season of winter, I experience the near quiet of pure white barrenness. I hear the muffled crunch of snow beneath my boots. The frosty air steals my breath which forms puffs of clouds in front of me. The icy wind whistles around my face painting a watercolor of rosy red on my cheeks. My fingers grow stiff.

Overhead, the sky is pregnant with the promise of more snow, which like a blanket, God will spread over the land. An illuminating full moon can be seen through the pines in the distance. The branches of the trees have become instruments being played at Godís discretion. I imagine the Great Musicianís foot on the skating pond keeping time to the forest symphony.

He waves His shimmering scepter like an artistís paint brush as winter descends upon the earth.

Walking through His wonderland, I view silver-crusted mountains, hills dusted whimsically with a powdered-flurry of snowfall, glittering-flakes of now frozen snow on window panes, and foot-long icicles hanging from roof tops like pendant chandeliers of ice, and I accept Godís invitation to praise His holy work.

Some people feel that it is not so easy to see the love of God in the winter. But I feel that it is the perfect time to reflect and draw close to Him and to my loved ones. I remain in awe at how He is preparing new spring life amidst the dead and dying of summer and autumn growth.

The frosty breath of God is a reminder of His presence and His faithfulness. A promise that every season will be preserved and that each deserves my appreciation of its uniqueness.


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Helga Doermer11/22/05
"the sky is pregnant with the promise of more snow" A delicious descriptions.
Yes, each season has a beauty of its own.
Marilyn Schnepp 11/24/05
It is like a poetic description of Winter. Beautiful phrases, and it is obvious you ARE a writer...not a "wantabee", but a PRO. Lovely! Descriptive...What more can I say? Captivating!
Nina Phillips11/25/05
I agree, I appreciate the awesomeness of God's glory even in the winter. Very nicely written, and colorful descriptions. God bless ya, littlelight
Garnet Miller 11/25/05
The frosty breath of God blew through today! It is 28 degrees in North Carolina! I am like you-I stand in awe of His beautiful earth and how He makes things work together in the rhythm that is life on this planet! Great reflections:)
Tisha Martin11/27/05
"Overhead, the sky is pregnant with the promise of more snow..." I liked this sentence. Interesting and unique description. =) Your pictures were intriguing and I enjoyed them. Great title.