Hello, God. It's me, Mara.

You know, dear Lord, the snow falls fast, Winter is on our mind. Icicles guard, the wind does moan, warm place the birds can’t find. Sparkle of frost on windowsill recaps our childhood view; we’d scratch frost off to take a peek — we saw a calf, brand new!

Sometimes the sky is low and mean, snowflakes might cause a yawn; across the barn or through a rut, debates if it goes on. We’ve all been there, we’ve heard the noise, we know how winter smells. We’re seen the look and felt the cold, it’s one of winter’s spells.

This day and age, so much is new; notions and products, too. We pause a bit, reflect on old — that’s something we should do. Your Word, oh Lord, has word-pictures, sow seeds in ground to grow. We have wide roads and narrow ones; pick one on which to go. Which fork we take is up to us; oh, Lord, please hold our hand! The widespread choice might blur our minds, guide us to where You’ve planned.

We’re glad You see us in new light since we have put on Christ[1]! Forget our past, our selfish rags; for You have paid the price. We thank You, Lord, that when You look; we’re all God’s kids to You. Our wrongs are gone, greediness, too, You love us through and through. Our life can be a winter theme, sometimes our life’s a mess; with self-interest, we need Your light, help us in our distress. 

Thank You, Lord, for the gift of joy that comes from knowing You. We cannot work our way to You, no matter what we do. Happy we are to know You, Lord, each moment of our day. Heaven’s our home and to get there, You are the only way.

Love, Mara.

[1] Gal 3:26-27. “For you are all children of God through faith in Jesus Christ. For as many of you as were baptized into Christ have put on Christ.”