My back hurts, my fingers are cold, the wind has blown the snow that I am shoveling back into my face. With day after day of snow, I am beginning to wonder if the snow will stop. I dig deeper (literally and figuratively) to finish the job. Reflecting on today’s reading, I am forced to pause...freeze if you will, and remember that without this snow, we will enter into the spring in a drought, wandering through the wilds without grounds that will yield fruit. While we have not been enslaved or oppressed, the winter season and transition to Lent is the perfect time for us remember the cold, snowy days and give thanks, as the trees and plants soon shall blossom and bloom, preparing to yield their first fruits of the season. So let us take that time together, right now and give thanks for the seasons, the changing days and the many fruits that are coming, never forgetting that without the cold, the warmth wouldn’t be so joyous.
Let us pray. Father, we give you thanks for the snow, the changing seasons and the increasing warmth that we are experiencing. Allow this time to be a period of pausing, dwelling and preparing for the joy that is to come, when we can bring our first fruits to your table. In your name we pray, Amen.