Yet What I Can I Give Him

Friday, January 10, 2014

I'll admit, we don't get the bleak midwinter here. No snow, no ice. A couple of cold mornings, but nothing like what most of the country has been experiencing. In fact, these are on my back steps right now.

But still. A tenor did a beautiful solo of In the Bleak Midwinter on Sunday. It made me long for the contemplative silence and space of winter . . . the dark moments when it seems that God is a bit closer, because we want and need Him to be so.

It is then, perhaps, when all is quiet and dark, and we are scared and cold, that we are more willing to give what we can - our hearts.

Happy Weekend, Friends.

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3 Responses to “Yet What I Can I Give Him”

  1. You know I can relate to this. My kids are actually complaining about it not being cold enough. I meander between being vexed about it and grateful for the warmth. Your new site is lovely, I think its been awhile since I've been here. Hope you are doing well Courtney. We must plan a time to meet for lunch in Charleston this year.

    1. Thank you, Shelly. Love it when you stop by, and yes - lunch soon!

  2. It's been a little bleaker up here, and this is one of my favorite old hymns. Thanks for this post, Courtney, and this lovely music. I especially liked seeing the elderly man in the congregation singing by heart. Beautiful. Reminded me of my dad and your dad too.