Do you see the frosty crystals swaying before you? Remember when you thought the winter season of life meant you’d be alone? And you were afraid.
Then you gained a family. Now your husband has been torn away and you are walking without him–alone again in a cold, empty season.
But hear my song! Clear, sweet harp notes pierce the icy silence. They carry peace and comfort, each note pulsing with love. My love.
Let these notes wash over you, softening the ache while renewing your tired heart.
Healing will come, my love, but not in a flash. It will not erase the scars, and it cannot fill every hollow place. But it will come.
I know your pain and I know the stabbing in your heart. The emptiness.
The frozen winter you once feared is no longer a lonely path. You don’t walk solo, but are wrapped in sweet love by many.
They sing harmonies of love and mercy–my songs to you.
Soak in my warmth and light and the sounds of life itself.
If you think you now are in frigid futility, think again.
You are not alone.
For I have given rest to the weary and joy to the sorrowing.
Jeremiah 31:25
Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. All rights reserved.
