Bev and I spent the weekend at the Lodge. There is something intrinsically beautiful about the North Country in mid-winter. The snow, the deep blue sky, the snow dusted trees, and the abundance of wildlife all combine for a wonder-filled experience. The sub zero temperatures only serve to make the warm fire in the fireplace more inviting.
I used the snow blower to clean the lane. As I worked (well maybe it was playing) in the snow, my heart felt like it would burst with worship. The words of the hymn played in my mind and made their way past my lips – Oh Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder, consider all the worlds thy hand have made…Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee, how great Thou art… When no one is around to hear, one can sing loudly and without inhibition!
The air feels clearer when it is this cold. Somehow the mind seems clearer as well. My thought process is no longer clouded by the press of details that swirl around me at home. Dreams of the heart become more vivid. Strategy to fulfill the dreams emerges with clarity. Hope arises after being hidden underneath the pressing weight of the mundane.
Creation reveals God, stirring both praise and inspiration. Somehow this weekend, I have joined in more deeply, felt alive more fully! Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee, How great Thou art!
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