Today’s post is a poem about coping with my first winter home in decades.

I started a career of teaching ESL (English as a Second Language) overseas. Sunshine and palm trees was the kind of climate I grew accustomed to during much of my career.

Me relaxing in Guatemal
Me relaxing in Guatemala

Fast forward twenty years later and you can imagine how a different (colder) climate would shock my system…into cardiac arrest! Or better stated, facing my first winter back in Pennsylvania slid me into a season tailspin!

But when I look out the window nowadays, I’m so thankful that I could re-adapt to the seasonal changes I grew up with. I don’t think I’d welcome living in the Antarctica, or polar bear country, wherever that is, but  thanks to lessons from my dog, I can survive a winter in the northeast.

God’s plan started in Fall as I gradually accustomed myself to cooler weather.

Late autrum with Buddy

The northeast has been bombarded with snow this week. Right now, it’s coming down steadily. My brother talks about how he has plowed more than 200 driveways in the last 48 hours. The temperatures have been in the low teens with a wind chill temps in the double-digit negative numbers. I remember reading about this kind of weather as annotated by my grandmother in her journal years ago.

The snow coming down in my backyard this morning.
The snow coming down in my backyard this morning.

A Change of Heart

Adrift for years in sun-splashed countries

‘winter’ metamorphosed into a Fuji-sized dilemma

overpowering my mustard-sized faith;

  I crept about shunning the cold

  muttering foul judgments upon its epithet;

“Oh God, take away this fate!”

“Instead let me take you through it.”

God handed me three crucial tools:

a leash, my canine and God-binoculars

A plan to experience the winter I feared.

 with my five senses stored in my pocked for easy access

I accepted His plan to woo me with His winter-love

because that year I began to embrace the snowflakes

encompassing God’s winter-warmth.

To read the heartwarming story behind this poem that I posted earlier this week, click on this link: A Fresh Look at Winter .

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  • January 9, 2015 at 7:43 pm
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    That was a very nice poem. I live in a winter wonderland during the cold months. This year its been really warm and I am secretly finding myself missing the snow <3

  • January 9, 2015 at 7:53 pm
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    I have lived in Kansas and Missouri my entire life (43 years) and I am still not used to winter. I am good through Christmas. Then its time for spring, in my opinion. My long term plan has me spending winter in the tropics someday. lol

  • January 9, 2015 at 8:17 pm
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    Love your poem! I posted a couple on my blog today, too!

    I can certainly relate about winter – we have just had a few “deep freeze” days of temps below 0 and wind chills plunging even lower, to -28 or so! A little warmer today, in the POSITIVE teens – but it did snow again!

  • January 9, 2015 at 9:52 pm
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    Beautiful poem! I hate winter, and have to work on finding some gratitude during the dark, cold months. Thanks for the reminder that there is beauty wherever God is.

  • January 9, 2015 at 11:53 pm
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    Great poem!! I am a warm weather creature, and still can’t cope with cold winter after 13 years in the Pacific NW!! I like how your reconciled yourself to the wintry cold!! Good read!

  • January 10, 2015 at 1:36 am
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    Hi Cassandra,
    Thank you. Where are you located?
    I think the cold will return. You won’t have to miss it for long, I’ll bet!
    Take care and thank you so much for stopping by and reading my piece!
    Amy

  • January 10, 2015 at 1:38 am
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    Kim,
    Ha ha! Sounds like a good plan!
    I’ll meet you for a young coconut juice!
    So sweet when chilled and served right in the green coconut!
    Amy

  • January 10, 2015 at 1:40 am
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    hi K. Lee,
    It’s almost worse when there’s a deep freeze but no snow!
    Keep going with your poetry!
    Amy

  • January 10, 2015 at 1:44 am
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    Hi RJ,
    Thank you. Ha ha! I’ve picked up on your feelings about winter and the cold!
    God used Buddy to change my mind about a lot of things. He was a good dog!
    Started doing a TOC for the new book. And I have several of the stories chosen.
    Now I need to rewrite them. Someone in my writing group envisions it as something like Chicken Soup for the Soul for the Vision-impaired!
    Take care and thank you for reading

  • January 10, 2015 at 1:46 am
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    You’re very welcome, Laurel.
    Come back and read #Amy’sAdventures again.
    Amy

  • January 10, 2015 at 1:51 am
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    Hi Mary,
    Thank you so much!
    People seems to have strong feelings about the cold!
    I’m glad I’m not the only one! Ha ha!
    Amy

  • January 10, 2015 at 1:54 am
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    Amy,
    What a lovely poem! As cold and miserable as winter can be, I do appreciate how beautiful snow is!

  • January 10, 2015 at 5:05 am
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    Hi Amy,
    That’s exactly the lesson I learned through my dog’s eyes!
    Or maybe God used him to show me that it could be wonderful if I didn’t pre-judge it!
    Thanks for reading it!
    Amy

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