As I stand here looking across this snow covered lake in northern Minnesota I begin to realize how quiet it is. The air is calm, there are no sounds of cars or airplanes. Just the sound of my snowshoes as I walk through the deep late winter snow in the stillness of the north woods. In this white world around me my eyes are drawn to the pattern and texture of the birch trees on the far shore. The white trees stand out against the dark woods behind them. I am constantly amazed at the beauty and creativity God shows us in his creation, even in this cold bleak time of winter.