The Harshness of Winter's Chill

From my bedroom window, I am almost able to feel the coldness.
It is harsh to say the least for it is so powerfully strong.
The Lord is doing all things right for He can do no less.
It is we, people, who must adapt to the way things are.
If I were out with my wheelchair, I would be dressed with my protective clothing consisting of my gloves and black ski mask.
I feel most warm with these items and there is no evil intent within me or my heart.
Jesus imparts a new heart for the Christians; one of which I am most thankfully am.
I don't deserve anything but He makes me worthy which is a blessing to my life.
I have courage today when before I had none.
I have been greatly blessed with many things that only He could ever give.
Jesus is the One for Whom I am magnifying and rightfully so.
Trust Jesus while there is yet time.
The day of striving with the humans will soon be over as winter's chill continues indefinitely.
I am most thankful to God for allowing me the privileges I have and the value of the winter's chill is a perfect gift from God.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2015)

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