A Winter Offering

First of all, thank you for the expressions of concern for Emma and for your prayers. It seems we are moving in the right direction. Though she's a long way from thriving, the last few weeks have probably been the best in the last year. Enough so, that she has been able to take up pen and brush again for a few "for fun" drawings and paintings. As you think about her, we would be grateful for your continued prayers.

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A few years ago, Emma adorned one of our base boards with this little painting. Every time I notice it, I think there is a story hiding somewhere inside. As of yet, I haven't managed to find it. But last winter, I did stumble on this little poem lurking there.

When winter days are dull and gray

you will most often find

Me holed up in a favorite spot

where I can never mind

How winter's worst may roar and howl

beneath a cheerless sky

And threat to reach me even here

with cold and icy cry.

But no such fear can quake my heart

when such comforts are mine,

With warmth of hearth and such delights

as in a book I find.

Hoping you find much to warm, comfort, and delight you during this season of rest - Scott (and Emma)