I look up to the hills, but where does my help come from? (Psalm 121:1, Holy Bible, New Century Version)

For several years, I’ve watched surrounding hills known locally as the Altamont, defy winter and glow with miles of fresh green groundcover. Absence of rain thwarted the transformation from summer browns to winter green. Inspiration whispers that the hills don’t complain about the defiance of seasons. They perform their protective sentinel duty year round, surrounded by green or brown.

Prayer: Lord, I miss the phenomenon of new life surrounding me this winter. Let me see Your glory no matter what season. Amen.

Devotion by Violet Carr Moore