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niHassa 
it seems to me that
many celiacs have chosen to live in the hard land of the Winter,
but I have chosen to live in the hushed excitement of Winter.
Winter may not always be comfortable, but
without Winter, there can be no Spring.
I accept winter as part of the circle of life;
I greet it by accepting the Promise of rebirth
with the knowledge that the Promise will be fulfilled.
If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea,
even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast.
If I say, "Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,"
even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day,
for darkness is as light to you.
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place.
When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body.
All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.
How precious to me are your thoughts! How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand.
When I awake, I am still with you.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil
