went out this evening and 11 degrees felt cold, cold the minute you get out of the car cold

i was rereading a journal this evening from last year, the date was oct. 4th and i remembered stepping outside our apartment that morning, right after writing that entry and purposely doing so to feel the wind and let it be a picture for me of his Holy Spirit right there with me, "letting it" blow unmerited grace all over me, the gentle fall breeze flowing right through the skin and freely through my inmost being

and in the dead of winter, i think it most fitting to feel the cold 11 degree blast, and let it wake one up to the very core of a God-given being