As one in the autumnal season of her life, I feel the cool approach of winter as something of a reproach.
The harvest season is over for another year. All fruitfulness is vanishing.
Time slides inexorably onwards and the hour-glass gets bottom-heavy.
Minds seize and freeze over and opportunities seem to have died on the vine.
But what if we looked at it differently?
See winter season (physical and otherwise) as one of taking a pregnant pause.
Ground may feel unyielding and hard but much activity goes on beneath the surface.
Dormancy paves the way to expectancy. Spring will come again.
Sometimes we fail to see the wood for the trees. Sap will rise anew.
Each stripping bare, dying back and lying fallow are ways to seek soul sanctuary in God alone.
A season of rest and retreat may be called for. A season to press ‘pause’ on the pursuit of busyness.
A gathering of words and ideas ready to share at Just The Right Moment. I’m heavy with some.
I have a book (or three) I long to give birth to.
A poetry anthology has been a while in the making, compiling and sorting. A devotional book of Prayer Whispers. A memoir.
But nothing is quite ready yet. My physical and mental energy are low, many other demands are being made on me, and God seems to be saying He’s in no rush.
So I wait and lean and learn as my seed sits in the ground growing slow and steady.
Because the best part of a wintry season is the hope is produces in stilled hearts and minds. It holds purpose in the pauses. God is still at work on our behalf. There is beauty in every season of life.
‘A wintry view’
You sit with an autumnal life
surrounded by abundance bright
as you wait for a gradual dying-back
harvest to fall into your thankful lap
Yet hopes can wither over time
unless they’re rooted in The Vine
From my perspective of a wintry view
life takes on a slower, softer, mellow hue
You’re grateful for these lengthening days
as further opportunity to praise
Friends and family remain the greater part
of all you hold dear within your heart
Though there is a Friend, just like a brother,
who sticks closer than any other
He is the One who lights your days
with His constant love and grace
You’ve grown calmer, more serene,
with wisdom visible within
because you’ve learnt it all from Him
Pain and fatigue still pervade your days
You’re grateful when good sleep comes your way
Insecurity stalks you less and less
as do impatience, strain and stress
For you have learnt to relax, yield your life,
found peace is better than struggle and strife
Your dreams, hopes, goals and plans
became a reality in God’s hands
So rest easy, dear fretful, younger version of me,
getting older is not as bad as it seems to be
“The righteous will flourish like a palm tree, they will grow like a cedar of Lebanon; planted in the house of the Lord, they will flourish in the courts of our God. They will still bear fruit in old age, they will stay fresh and green, proclaiming, “The Lord is upright; he is my Rock, and there is no wickedness in him” ~ Psalm 92:12-15
My wintry perspective is a poetic twist inspired by the challenge set here by my writer friend, James Prescott. Do take a look at his amazing post and be inspired!
I have imagined myself as a more senior woman (around 20 years older than my current age) writing a letter to myself as I am now.
It’s lent itself to a great deal of reflection and may also morph into a post on ‘Words of Joy’ in time to come.
4 thoughts on “A wintry perspective”
Lovely Work! You have come so far!
Thank you, La! It’s lovely of you to encourage me as you do. It has definitely aided my growth as a writer/poet. I really appreciate your kindness. Bless you. 🙂 x
Hi Joy! This is beautiful. I love this – “So I wait and lean and learn as my seed sits in the ground growing slow and steady.” and “Ground may feel unyielding and hard but much activity goes on beneath the surface.” I like to think of how even though the trees look dead and bare, they are still alive and their roots are growing deeper and stronger. So like God works with us. Blessings to you! Hugs!
Hi Trudy. Thank you for stopping by to leave an insightful and encouraging comment! I especially love what you say here:”even though the trees look dead and bare, they are still alive and their roots are growing deeper and stronger”. It’s a beautiful thought to see us through wintry seasons in our lives. May you continue to grow deep and strong in God. Blessings to you, dear friend. xox 🙂