The sun sprinkles a handful of fairy dust upon forming icicles. Each one hangs on for dear life hoping that tomorrow the thermometer allows them to dwindle a bit, but in reality, each day only adds to their girth. That solar disk will return to full strength and eliminate them altogether. Still we accept our circumstances, knowing that every season will present itself at just the right time

Icy winds push glistening remnants of this week’s snow across roads and fields.  The mercury in the thermometer longs to rise. Time passes slowly as the skeletal branches of trees have given up the memory of the tender touch of rain and the warm sun.  Now it is replaced with thoughts of shriveling up and dying.

Thus it is in the winter of life, but for those who have not yet given up the battle, the war wages on. Soon it will be replaced with green pastures, fields of gold and perfect temperatures. What shall we complain about then?



As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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  1. Oh, you do so describe winter in magical terms! I love this. Skeletal branches, fairy dust, and glistening remnants… so beautiful. ❤

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