.:transformation:.

Some things must be put to death
There is beauty in death
There is rebirth through death
There is new life from death

In this season of harvest, the old must die and be taken up by the wind
All must be laid bare
But there is no shame in nakedness
For all that has been stripped will be clothed in new garments of life
From broken soil springs abundant life
The harvest season brings change, and with it transformation

Though Winter’s cold and chilling winds may come
And there seems to be no life in sight
Urgency dwells beneath the snow,
Crying out within all creation for new life to come in abundance
Spring welcomes all that has been humbled to brokenness
And calls for resurrection among the dry bones of creation

Though Winter seemed empty of purpose
And its silence appeared vacant of any answer,
Creation was being prepared in its waiting
And its heart beat faster in sweet anticipation and expectancy for the Creator
For the One who melts away the ice of winter and softens all that has become hardened
The Sun warms all the earth in its embrace
It illuminates the darkest places, sending light forth from this land of shadows

How blessed is this journey
How present is the Almighty Creator
How richly does his Spirit dwell in all creation
Praise the Lord!

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