When we lived in Africa, I often dreamed of the cold winds of winter with the tingling ears, numb fingers and frozen face. In the subsaharan heat and humidity it was sometimes hard to remember that our lips would get so cold that we couldn't pronounce words like "probably" or "bulb". P's and B's became F's and V's.
Last week we had three blissful days of below freezing temperatures. It was magnificent! Here are a few pictures of what I saw.
"Like the cold of snow in the time of harvest is a faithful messenger to those who send him. For he refreshes the soul of his masters. Proverbs 25:13
"'Come now, and let us reason together', says the Lord, 'Though your sins are as scarlet, they will be as white as snow; though they are red like crimson, they will be like wool.'" Isaiah 1:18
