“In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan,
earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,
in the bleak midwinter, long ago.”
Christina G. Rossetti, 1830-1894
We acknowledge scripture references that speak of God as a creator — a sculptor, musician, an architect and artist. We marvel at the impressive beauty in his world around us, in the glory of a sunset or a rainbow, the magnificence of snowcapped mountains or the miracle of a newborn’s eyelashes. I saw beauty today in the simplicity of bare twigs against a barren landscape. From God’s palette, his chosen colour splashed into an otherwise unimpressive winter’s day.
Interior designers will suggest adding an unexpected touch of colour to enliven an otherwise unremarkable decor. Artists and photographers know about highlighting one special feature to take a scene or painting from ordinary to extraordinary. What about authors? How do we make our writing go from common to exceptional?
As a writer, do you think of yourself as an artist? By being creative, how are you reflecting the creative power of God?
“He has filled them with skill to do every sort of work done by an engraver or by a designer or by an embroiderer in blue and purple and scarlet yarns and fine twined linen, or by a weaver—by any sort of workman or skilled designer.”
[Exodus 35:35 – ESV]
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3 thoughts on “The Colour of Winter”
Your banner photo is wonderful. I like the perspective through the grass.
Thanks, Susan. The shot was taken from an empty field in the middle of our small town. 🙂
I try to get closer to God while I write. I wasn’t even aware I was doing this for years. Then for whatever reason I saw that I yearned to understand, and I knew the only way to do that was to be quiet and let my fingers transport my spirit. Sadly these moments are fleeting strangers. But now that I’ve felt them, I can’t go back. I think that’s why I write because I want to be in that graceful moment again. I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to recapture it, those rare moments full of God.
Such a powerful post, Carol. What you are capable of doing with words makes me marvel.
Happy New Year!