Folklore, Science or God?
In British Isles folklore, Jack Frost appears as an elfish creature who personifies crisp, cold, winter weather, a variant of Old Man Winter. Some believe this representation originated in Germanic folklore specifically in the Anglo-Saxon and Norse winter customs.
I beg to differ. I have heard so much lately about how we are unplanned happenings formed by happenstance and evolved through time. My nemesis on the belief in God , and good friend, Qwark of Hub Page’s fame, loves to spend his time “proving” there is no God or no one god, I can’t remember now, but we hit this ball back and to every once in awhile, always agreeing to disagree .
I took these pictures a couple of years ago when winter was whipping my spirit into a state of cursing the weather, the snow, the ice and all that goes with an Iowa winter. It comes every year, this weather, no surprise. Yet I and thousands of other Mid-westerners moan, groan and complain our way through these months vowing to move as soon as weather permits.
As I grow older and am trying to develop an appreciation for wrinkles, sagging skin and other facts of my “evolving” body, I have widened this new found perspective to the world around me as well. It’s amazing what you see when looking through a different eye. As I admire the beauty of these crystal patterns, I see a gift from God sent to soothe my soul and remind me that there is beauty in all of His plans. Now you can explain every scientific reason in the world why this beauty appeared on my windows on a particular evening when my mood was low and I was feeling very alone and I’ll smile at you and agree to disagree as I do with Qwark. But personally, I will take this gift with gratitude and a knowing in my spirit that this was not an accident … and I have earned every one of my wrinkles. They are mine and I offer no apologies ... as a matter of fact, in a certain light they are quite beautiful.
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