In the dreary and dormant seasons of our lives, we struggle to find the wonder and the mystery that renews. We can find ourselves seemingly blown like snow across the ice or litter across the abandoned plain, feeling disconnected from what is good and what is holy and what is needful and what is marvelous. When that happens, Mercy toss us a line of surprising joy to meet again Mystery in the resilient aging winter tree, in the spin of a wheel that turns again toward hope and toward spring, in a melody of lovingkindness that melts our icy spirits and invites us back life's whirling embrace. In the dreary and the dormant seasons, Mercy help us find again and bow down to Mystery, as the ice cracks because awe and reverence announce a new day. Amen.