FROST (18 January 2022)

Frost, white and delicate, is on glass outside –

not quite covering every part of the pane.

Light shines on it – sun beams fall, making the fragments glimmer softly.

Everything is so fragile; and beauty is everywhere – for those who see it.

One tiny stone, thrown with force, shatters it all –

Breaking the glass into shards and splinters,

Ready to harm those who touch them or come too close.

Yet the frost, in its strange elegance, transcends the damage…

for still it glitters as though adorned with jewels,

covered in something wonderfully-rare.

But wonderfully cold, it eventually disappears as rays of light beam down…

Targeting its purity like missiles.

Splinters land in places where they cannot be easily seen, or found –

Being reflective, like chameleons, they are camouflaged by their environment.

Still, danger lingers and a new frost, a new beauty will in time, decorate danger.

What protection have we against such devious enemies – there is but One: Jesus.

He is above all.

His innocent heart was pierced by an enemy’s spear and yet,

He is the very Author of Life, the Risen One, the Mighty Warrior!

He, Who is Love, promises us eternal life.

Fear not the splinters of misfortune, but look to Him –

The True Light, The True Beauty, Our True safety, and in Whom no deceit is found!

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