Lord, your warmth covers us from the chills of this life,
When cold winds blow
Snow moves across an open field
Onto a darkened highway
Cold hands grip the steering wheel
Face grim, eyes intensely focused,
Another long drive to the farm
After fighting winter cold and snow
Now the rhythm of returning home
Warm old house, warm family
Wood stove to fire up
Wood already gathered in large piles.
Angels carry heated cups of encouragement
The Spirit of the Lord pours out fresh confidence
Even peace when there should be none
Protective warmth of love carries along
Until the car is parked
And feet trudge the long boardwalk again.
Ah! Such a place of comfort and goodness
Where true love dwells,
Infectious embraces and smiles and the laughter of children
Fill the heart once more
Satisfaction blankets the family,
Prayers and thanksgiving offered once more.