Every now and then I need to get outdoors, breathe in the fresh air and get inspired. And that is harder to do in the winter.
But the other day, I braved the cold and went out to clear my head.
When I left the house, I felt down and depressed. I'm not a big fan of winter and the days are gray and dreary. The absence of sun is hard.
But after 30 minutes of being outside in the fresh air, I felt my spirits rise. Things didn't seem so bleak. I felt hope where discouragement had been.
I'm pretty sure God created us to be outside communing with Him in nature, not stuck inside in an artificial environment.