“Winter paints our lens with a most holy frost. The snow falls and buries the seeds we tossed. As frozen ice sickles adorn the trees, we pause with awe and thanksgiving. Indeed, it is a season of reflection. His call to anticipate miracles. To ponder the things to come. The purpose of all things. White blankets of wisdom falls down and we marvel. Stilled by the holy silence, we are enraptured by the risen crocus. A royal purple capped spear of green is called to rise up. They pierce all doubt as they emerge in God’s glory.” Barbara Hoyle ❤️

“He says to the snow, ‘Fall on the earth,’ and to the rain shower, ‘Be a mighty downpour.’ So that everyone He has made may know His work, He stops all people from their labor.” Job in 37:6 🙌

Isaiah 35:1-2 “The desert and the parched land will be glad; the wilderness will rejoice and blossom. Like the crocus, it will burst into bloom; it will rejoice greatly and shout for joy.
The glory of Lebanon will be given to it, the splendor of Carmel and Sharon;
they will see the glory of the Lord, the splendor of our God.”

Romans 3:25-26 “God presented Christ as a sacrifice of atonement, through the shedding of His blood—to be received by faith. He did this to demonstrate His righteousness, because in His forbearance He had left the sins committed beforehand unpunished—He did it to demonstrate His righteousness at the present time, so as to be just and the One who justifies those who have faith in Jesus.” ❤️ Isaiah 53:5-7 “He was pierced for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on Him, and by His wounds we are healed. We all, like sheep, have gone astray, each of us has turned to our own way; and the Lord has laid on Him the iniquity of us all. He was oppressed and afflicted, yet He did not open His mouth.” Hallelujah