We’re down the stairs and out the doors like an upset bee-hive. The frigid air presses its fingers on our cheeks, leaving big round red spots. Now, we’re a circle of girls, and it feels like school is out for summer. The clouds laugh and shake themselves merrily, white dandruff falling slowly. Its only Christmas break.

But, I find myself face-to-face with all of God’s gifts. They smile and chat. I am still, with a smile of wonder. How did so much change, and I didn’t know it until now? Oh, to trust Him when we don’t see anything, and thank Him when we finally do.