Holy Lord,
The frost covers the ground, and it reminds me that you are Lord. You are Lord of all, and just as nothing can escape the cold, nothing can escape your love, your abiding presence. I often flee from you, not willingly, but as a result of my sin, I am led astray down dark paths, yet still the light shines. Christmas draws near, and while I shirt from the light that exposes my sins, I welcome its truth and its warmth. Remind me that while you come as judge, you come as Savior. Remind me of your path, of your love, that I might walk again on the narrow way that leads to life.
Amen
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