Text and images Britt-Arnhild Wigum Lindland
I had a couple of ME hours yesterday. Quiet house, waiting to be cleaned, but I closed my eyes for that for a while and sat down with my Bible, and my diary. The House in the Woods is situated so that the sun doesn't reach the house for a few weeks during winter, but yesterday, from the deep armchair where I sat, it suddenly shone on my face for a couple of minutes.
The sun was low and shone through branches so I was able to look almost directly at it. It must have taken shells from my eyes. All of a sudden I saw the world with new eyes. The beauty of winter. The beauty of the colours. The beauty of life. I know spring is still many weeks away, but for a short while yesterday I could smell it, feel it, and the wonderful spring feeling filled my body.
The spring feeling. Like being in love. Like being in love for the first time.
The most wonderful feeling there is.
I am thankful to live in a place where we are cherished by the beauty of all four seasons. Ok, I confess I am not always that fond of winter, and sure, it can be too long, too dark, too cold. But you need shadows to see colours, you need challenges to appreciate victory, I needed the branches to be able to look directly at the sun.
Thank you God and Creator for the beauty of your world. Thank you for the seasons, the light and the darkness, the colours and the shadows, for life and for death.
