“Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening”
– BY ROBERT FROST
Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here. To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer, to stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake, the darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake to ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep.
I was struck by the words of Robert Frost in his poem, “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening.” The last bit was particularly thought provoking. “The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.” I’m reminded of the first snow I experienced at Friedland 3 years ago. For a moment, it seemed as if time stood still, as it often does after the first snow of the season.
I always enjoy having a moment of peace to pause and reflect on my role in the world. I have found that the season of Advent, a season of waiting, can lend itself well to self-reflection. I would encourage you to take some time right now to consider this poem and ask yourself: “What promises do you have to keep?” And what is it that God is calling you to do in the current moment while you’re awake here on planet Earth?
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