You guys, I get it. I’ve been there every single winter in my adult life. January (after my birthday on the 24th, of course) and through March, I’m SO over winter. I HATE the grey skies, the cold weather, the slushy, brown snow, the freezing rain. After fall, I predict winter to be 5 months so I can prepare myself because it usually IS 5 months long in Ohio. November-March (and eek! Sometimes April!)
But this winter, I’ve really embraced it in the best of ways. Fall is always exciting as the weather changes and our favorite, fall fashions are being worn almost as much as our best boots show. Snow falling for the first time is just as exciting as when I was a kid. But eventually, the fun feelings wear off and we just get tired of winter, right? Not this year.
This year, on November 19th, Zekey’s birthday was perfect. Thanksgiving and Christmas were full of much good and blessing. I’m so very thankful for the sweetness these holidays brought.
The winter weather has kept my kids home an extra week (after a 2 week vacation) which did something magical to Cyrus and Eisley’s relationship. They began to really play well again, like they did before they cared one was a boy and one a girl. They made up new games and it’s a good thing because they’ve had 12 snow/cold days this year! It only made more time for play and forts and I wanted to bottle it up.
Bexley loved having them around and was extremely sad when the 3 week vacation let up. I was, too. We were all under one roof, even Zekey missed the extra giggles and feet-pounding around.
I wish I could look back and think how I tried to focus on pruning my mothering when winter decided to stay awhile in the years past. But this year, my eyes were peeled back and I saw it for all of it’s beauty. The sparkling snow which kept the brown, frozen-hard grass hidden beneath was the perfect picture of what God was doing in this ugly season we face.
I truly think the worst part of winter is when it’s freezing and there is no snow to look at. Blame me if you want, but I kept asking for more snow. I didn’t want to see the cold, ugly ground. As with this season, I’m seeing God in Zeke’s suffering. God is taking cold, hard ground and making it beautiful. And for this, I’m grateful.
I’m learning that each day is a gift, each season, even. I’m learning to take what is mine in the present, trials and all, and let God prune me. Let Him make me new. It’s not easy but it’s good.
I don’t know how much longer we have with Zekey on earth, so why would I rush the winter away? I feel like I’d be rushing my Zekey away. I’m not hiding it any more- I don’t want winter to go away, I’m afraid it will take my Zekey, too. I’m stuck between winter and spring (much like most of the midwest). I want to hold my sweet boy, but I don’t want him to suffer anymore.
I pray I take this wisdom and use it in winters to come- to see it for the beauty and let it prune me into more of who I am meant to be in Jesus.
Jeremiah 33:2,3- 2 “This is what the Lord says, he who made the earth, the Lord who formed it and established it—the Lord is his name: 3 ‘Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know.’
Can you think of a memory or a bit of wisdom you’ve learned from this winter we’ve had because of the drama winter brought? Share it in the comments below if you’d like!
Stay warm, my friends.