As winter settles in with the deep freeze of an arctic blast, my spirit stands strong against its own blast of harsh, frigid, raw emotions.

The similarities astound me.

Our mountain ridges glisten with a coat of ice. Brittle branches that venture away from the sturdy trunk creak and crack with the wind. Foliage bends under the crushing weight.

And yet, arresting beauty is before me.

Glowing ice casings enclose the smallest of twigs. Like cut-glass, the ice reflects the light breaking through the clouds. Prisms of rainbow color proclaim the glory of the Lord…in the storm. In the destruction. Beneath the crushing weight.

I’m learning my spirit is like the fragile branch robed in ice. My spirit is sealed – enclosed – in the Holy Spirit. Kept. Secure. Like delicate cut-glass reflecting a prism of rainbow colors, the harsh, raw emotions transform in His Presence. His beauty abounds. His purposes are made known.

I am at peace.

“It’s God’s breath that forms the ice, 
it’s God’s breath that turns lakes and rivers solid. 
And yes, it’s God who fills clouds with rainwater 
and hurls lightning from them every which way. 
He puts them through their paces – first this way, then that – 
commands them to do what He says all over the world. 
Whether for discipline or grace or extravagant love, 
He makes sure they make their mark.” 
~ Job 37:10-13

The ice storm rode on the breath of God, under His guidance.

The breath of God sustains my life. His Spirit enfolds me, calms me and, like the ice storm, His Spirit brings beauty from destruction. Like cut-glass prisms, my life, too, will proclaim glory to the Lord. 

And, you know what? Your’s will too. There in your ice-laden wilderness, God is waiting for you.

Father, I pray for my friend. I ask that You embrace them with Your love in very personal, tangible ways. Open their eyes to see You in their suffering. Fill them with hope. Pour out Your grace on them so that it’s so deep they must swim in it. Use this difficult time for Your glory, for Your eternal purposes. Enlighten the eyes of their hearts to know and understand the depths of Your love. Thank You Lord. Thank You for Your peace, Your mercy, and Your Presence. You are mighty, God. We love You.
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