As I look outside my window, the world is a wonderland of snow, sleeping trees and winter grey skies. The clouds hang so low, they nearly touch the ground. It's beautiful, yes. Like an enchanted kingdom.
But frozen January days always leave me feeling disoriented. They remind me of horror movies in which unsuspecting villagers go on about their daily business with with no idea that, just over there, on the mist covered island, lurks a giant monster awakened from hibernation.
Aren't we all like those villagers? The future looms before us, unpredictable. We can't be certain the assignments will arrive, the jobs will continue, the family will remain healthy. Perhaps disaster is waiting just beyond the door.
But the psalmist tells us: "If you make the Lord your refuge, if you make the Most High your shelter, no evil will conquer you; no plague come near your dwelling, For he orders his angels to protect you wherever you go." Psalm 91: 9-11.
We need not fear any monster that may be lurking in the silence this January. Happy New Year. And my God fill your pen this year.
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