Frosted Fields of Silver and Gold

Something amazing happened today.

But you will not read about it in any news headlines.  

Most people will never know about it.
Yet, today, this really happened. 

I saw it. 
I was there.

If I had been in a hurry, I would have missed it.  But I wasn’t.  
Today, I had time to breathe.  
Time to look.  
Time to see.  

Oh, in your busy, stressful day today, I wish you could have the chance to see this.

In the foggy gray expanse of the Northlands, the Canadian wind brought in fog, which kissed the tops of the branches in spikes of hoarfrost and chilled the woods.  And this very day, a simple, frozen field and forest were transformed into gleaming acres of Silver and Gold.

I shivered, captivated by the silver frost and the golden fields.  

Sometimes, when I see beauty like this, nothing seems the same.  It seems that God himself reaches out and gives me peace.  And that changes everything.  My troubles disappear, and stress melts like snow on a roof in May.  Dripping fast, gone for a long, long time.

I can’t solve the world’s problems.  I can’t fix a broken world.  But instead of adding to all the pain and sorrow, the troubles real and borrowed, I can give you, and the world, this silent moment: 

Silver Frost and a Golden Field.

Because this really happened today.  I saw it.  I was there.  

Maybe it will melt some of your troubles away, too.