Winter of the Soul


Heidi Viars

afternoon walk -February 005Cold covers the earth. She has seeped under every rock and crevasse and is trying her best to make her way through my front door and windows.  She is staying, not budging nor moving on soon. She has blanketed the barren trees with her companion, the snow. Branches stretch like bony hands into the sky to receive them both.

Winter has not only moved outside my window, but is trying to claim souls, even my own. A deep desire for authentic love leaves many hearts longing. Wickedness and evil move in like frost and nurture doubt in an almighty and powerful God. Discontentment breathes over us like a harsh wind over a frozen lake in January. The enemy thrives. His cold deceptions aim to kill and destroy. With constant discouragement he tries to render us useless.

help me to overcome my apathy.
Teach me how to prevail over my…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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