Yesterday I went outside chasing the sunset that was casting a subtle pink glow, framed by dark trees covered deeply in pure white snow. I missed the shot.
As I was walking around snapping different pics, my mind started contemplating. These beautiful trees covered with snow, were they blanketed securely or were they burdened by the weight of the covering?
How many different areas in our life can we ask the same question? Is this question flexible in it’s answer depending on other circumstances at the time?
Are you feeling weighed down today by anything that you once thought of as a beautiful protective blanket? Do you need to shake it off or should you just snuggle down and enjoy it until it melts away?
Beautiful Remade 