There is a sense, however, in which walking on the frozen ground in such intense cold awakens the deeper sense of life lying dormant for spring. The trees store their energy underground to rise with the temperatures with the new life that lies under our feet. It's there, alright, just as it lies in deep sometimes dormant places in us.
I love the lines from CSLewis' The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe--that Narnia was the place where it was winter all year long and Christmas never came. It is quite one thing to expect the spring to come in its routine, predictable cycle--just like the polar vortex, and quite another to say that Christmas does not come. More than the life of the spring, Christmas brings the life of incarnation, "Emanuel--God with us," with life eternal --not just the world of nature, but the Kingdom of God. It is not the landscape of the north and weather system of the Arctic --this is the Kingdom of God and the landscape, weather of the soul.
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