“If I should bear the cold
and see life’s winter through,
then let my scars,
when I am old,
point travellers to you.”

In the long winter nights of the soul, this collection of fifty-three poems is offered as a companion for those who live by faith, not sight, and need reminders of the glory of an already-and-not-yet inheritance with all the saints. Drawing from the ancient wells of metaphor, music, and prayer, these poems store up the comforting warmth of a light that shines through both nature and Scripture—a light the darkness cannot overcome—urging readers to fix their eyes on Jesus through all seasons.