Posted by Arlita Winston on March 16, 2009 at 12:00 PM under
"Of Ugly Stubbs, Branches, and Fruit"
The storm stopped (see previous devotional). I came out freezing. But coming down the mountain hope itself was planted in my soul. It would be two years though before the sun would begin to thaw me out.
Posted by Arlita Winston on March 9, 2009 at 12:00 PM under
"Stakes in a Snow Storm”
Our family was living 7,000 feet up on Big Bear Lake, California. I was disillusioned, disappointed, and alienated from God. We nearly lost our family, and one another, during those four years of rebellion. That was in 1971.
I whizzed down the mountain one morning, slowing down for the hair-pin curves. I noticed a snow storm was closing in rapidly.