Crisp Winter Dreams

Exiting the church, the crisp, chilly air blanketed me with sensations of winter.

As I strolled across the parking lot, the heady smell of burning wood in cozy fireplaces wrapped me in the wonders of winter.

Images of snow-covered mountains, an inviting cabin, and the peaceful sounds of a wooded forest captured my mind and carried me to a moment when time stood still.

I inhaled deeply of the peace and allowed each of my senses to be saturated with the wonder.

I longed for the stillness that quiets one's soul.

"Be still and know that I am God."
Psalm 46:10