I stepped outside and took in the beauty of the many trees in our backyard covered in ice.
You could feel it really, God’s grace covering everything.
Icicles hanging from outstretched limbs, each seemed to testify of a grace that covers every cold and dead place, even those places in our heart.
Those outstretched limbs, with raindrops frozen in time,
When you looked at them you could feel it- the wonder of the outstretched arms of Jesus.
He hung on a tree.
His love poured out to cover me, to cover us.
What kind of love our God is?
He whispers in the cold through frozen raindrop,
“I see every tear.
Every one.
I cover you in those cold seasons.”
And I’ll just say it flat out- sometimes life is so cold and so hard you just want to be numb,
But looking up at the beauty in those trees,
You could just feel it- this isn’t about becoming numb.
It is about becoming beautifully still in the cold, awaiting new life.
His words, “My grace is sufficient,”
They are felt in the still, cold air.
You could absolutely feel it.
His covering grace.
Icicles hanging from outstretched limbs…
Testifying today that covering grace always comes back to a tree.
May you feel his grace covering you today.
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