"I tell you the truth, unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds."
~ John 12:24
This morning the freezing temperatures we had earlier this week have given way to cloudiness, rain, and the overall feeling that the earth around us seems to be taking a break. As I let the dogs outside this morning, I still have some plants covered for protection from the cold, while others are in various stages of life. Funny how seasons are reflected in natural ways around us.
I must admit, some seasons I love more than others, but I am reminded that each season is necessary. Just about a month ago I planted a number of bulbs that I know need the cold of winter to make them burst forth in the spring. While I may not always appreciate the colder temperatures and cloudy days, I have to admit, I can survive them better knowing that there is a promise of beauty a few months away.
In many ways I am reminded that the bulb that lies beneath the winter frost is like the presence of God within us.
While there are many things that effect us, there is nothing greater than the Divine that dwells within, and the knowing of God's presence for all the seasons of our lives.
For now the leaves that remain, will eventually whirl to the ground and the trees will be bare, except for the live oaks that seem to defy winter, and push their leaves out in the spring. Winter is slowing making itself known. I remember how the hills around our farm growing up would turn white as snow would blanket them, hiding beneath the rich powers, that would show themselves again, when I had the patience to wait for spring.
Stay in God's grip!
G. Todd Williams (c) 2019
Rev. G. Todd Williams lives in the Houston metro area and is a Hospice Chaplain at Essential Hospice, Webster, Texas, and is an ordained Christian Church (Disciples of Christ) pastor.