As we journey through the winter months, the world can sometimes feel quieter and bare. In this poem, Ruth Bell Graham reflects on how this season reveals the beauty of God’s creation and invites us to see His presence in the simplicity all around us—leading us to pause and appreciate all this season has to offer.
Winter speaks
to the surfeited heart,
weary of heat
and weeds
and leaves,
longing to breathe
cold, bracing air,
explore the hillsides
swept and bare;
to revel in each bush,
each tree stripped to stark
simplicity;
original etchings
everywhere—
and You,
Who etched them,
with me there.
A poem by Ruth Bell Graham.