Astonished by Snowfall, Awestruck by Grace 

I hadn’t listened to the weather report that mid-March night before bed. Waking up to discover the whole backyard glistening in snow was a complete surprise! The bare trees now cloaked in white brought to mind the night many years before when I stopped running from the Lord Jesus Christ, bowed my heart and asked Him to come in and to make me brand-new. 

She cried herself to sleep again
Tree shuddering in the cold,
Each surface bared to elements 
Disowned, wind-whipped, exposed 

Harshness now most familiar friend
Her sobs convulsed unheard, 
Sure no one really saw nor cared 
In vast dark world, alone 

But Holy never looked away 
Wild winters she had lived,
He gently stooped to wrap each branch
In ermine He had knit 

The hopelessness she slept in
Died into the ground that night,
With dawn she rose to life transformed 
Blood-cleansed, robed pristine white!

©2021 Karen DiProspero 

“You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.” ~Psalm 56:8 (NLT)
 
“He made the One who did not know sin to be sin for us, so that we might become the righteousness of God in Him.” ~ 2 Corinthians 5:21 (HCSB) 

“…they have washed their robes and made them white in the blood of the Lamb.” ~Revelation 7:14b (NIV) 

Photo from morning of March 9, 2019

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2 thoughts on “Astonished by Snowfall, Awestruck by Grace 

  1. The life you have have walked and the Spirit you found have deep meaning. Your insight and voice inspire others as you write poems and capture nature’s wonder with photography! You truly now journey with grace, love, and hope. Thank you my friend.

    1. Bless and thank you, dear Lynn, for your warmth and kindest ways ever since our paths merged those several precious years ago.

      May we seek more and more of the Worthy One born to die, the atoning sacrifice for our sins, those thousands of years ago. Alive and so eager to be “Emmanuel, God with us.”

      “All I had to offer Him was brokenness and strife, and He made something beautiful of my life.”

      Best Christmas wishes to you, Ted and your dear loving family!

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