I’ve really grown to dislike cold weather. I still remember that snowstorm a few Sundays ago—the snow falling thick and heavy, the roads slick, and my truck refusing to start. I sat there in the biting cold, turning the key again and again, feeling frustration rise with every failed attempt. It hasn’t always been that way. I used to enjoy winter—skating, sledding, and the crisp air. But as the years pass, my tolerance for the cold seems to fade. There is, however, one part of winter I still enjoy: sitting inside by a warm fire. When the warmth surrounds me, the cold outside loses its power. In fact, there’s something peaceful about watching the snow fall from a place of warmth and safety.

In many ways, our world feels just as cold. I hear people share their concerns often—a world that seems increasingly hostile to truth and dismissive of God. We see pressures mounting, even attempts to silence the preaching of the whole counsel of God. It would be like telling a doctor he is not allowed to give an honest diagnosis, only comforting words while ignoring the disease. That makes no sense physically, and it makes even less sense spiritually. Truth matters, especially when eternal souls are at stake.

Yet even in a cold world, the believer is not left shivering in the dark. The Light of the world lives within us. While truth may be resisted and darkness may seem loud, the warmth of Christ’s presence steadies our hearts. This does not mean we ignore the coldness around us or retreat from sharing the Gospel. Rather, it means we serve with hope instead of fear, confidence instead of despair. It may be cold outside, but the fire of His love burns brightly within. Let us walk gently, courageously, and faithfully—carrying His warmth into a world that desperately needs it.