These photos turned out to be just the start of Jack Frost's artwork
on Sunday morning!
By the time we left for church wonder was dizzy with delight,
gazing hither and yon upon sheer perfection!
(More photos here)
Frosty fringes gild glossed hinges of a weathered winter-gate
Gracing fences, tracing branches with vestige of crystal lace
Teasing poets with a show of nature’s ‘look but do not touch’
Where the air is fairly bursting with the font of Jack Frost’s brush
Worship thunders where awe wonders at frost-fretwork whisper-thin
Earth showcasing interlacing detail of woven welkin
Where nothing is ordinary or of very lowly class
As we gaze in sheer amazement at a landscape etched in glass
Hoar-halation crowns creation with boreal ambience
Woodlands glisten with impressions of angel-host radiance
Hill and hollow frilled and swaddled in a dazzling vertigo
Once again and without question nature’s pageant steals the show
Once again its flawless anthem raises praises to the One
Who is Alpha and Omega and will never be outdone
So we stutter from this gutter of utter depravity/dependency
Where a vision of redemption grants a glimpse of purity
© Janet Martin
“Come now, and let us reason together,” Says the LORD,
“Though your sins are like scarlet, They shall be as white as snow;
Though they are red like crimson,
They shall be as wool.
Purify me with hyssop, and I will be clean;
wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.