Change of Perspective
Anchored for years in sun-splashed countries
my return to North America
meant acculturation to cold once more;
‘winter’ grew into a mountain-sized dilemma
overpowering my mustard seed-sized faith.
I crept about shunning the cold.
“Oh God, take away this fate!”
“No. Instead let me take you through it.”
He handed me three crucial tools:
a pair of boots, my dog and a new perspective
to experience the winter I feared.
He planned to woo me
with a fresh, new love for winter
that I began to treasure.
God used Buddy to show me snow wonders!
God walked alongside us ...
Up and down hills, through the woods,
over fields chuckling at a bright-eyed dog
who delighted in his new world;
My prayer became, "God show me more!"
The overflowing fruits of God’s winter-warmth
soon burgeoned inside my heart.