I was watching a story about Thomas Kinkade ("The Christmas Cottage"), and was touched by his definition of a Christmas Story - "New Life in the Dead of Winter".
I have to agree, those moments when hope and "new life" have sprung up during the midst of my long winters... wow. They have definitely been God-breathed. I am grateful for them.
I am grateful also for the hope and life that was breathed into the world - in the midst of it's "dead of winter" - so many years ago.
Thank You, God...
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