Every winter in Wyoming teaches me something new about God’s timing. The quiet frost, the sharp morning air, the way the mountains breathe beneath the fog—all of it feels like a conversation between heaven and earth. Frozen Beauty — Part II is a collection born from those conversations. These are the mornings when my breath turned to prayer, when patience became companionship, and when God opened the curtains of winter just long enough for me to witness something sacred.
Here are three stories behind the images—moments that shaped me long before they became photographs.
Bring this moment home and let God’s peace fill your walls
Emerging Majesty: A Winter Teton Morning
Limited-Edition 12 x 18 Matte Print
For six years, the same quiet fear sat with me every winter—the thought of making that predawn drive alone. I would always talk myself out of it, promising I’d try again another time. But this time, something shifted. I left before the sun even hinted at rising, the world still heavy with sleep. The road ahead felt endless, but the crisp winter air filling my lungs felt like courage.
When I stepped out of the car, snow crunched beneath my boots—each step a prayer. This was my first visit to the park, with. the sunrise the Tetons were hidden behind a curtain of white. God made me wait to get my shoot For a few miraculous minutes, the peak of the Grand Teton broke through the clouds like a revelation. The light was soft, the air still, and my heart steady in a way it hadn’t been before.
I lifted my camera and pressed the shutter, capturing not just a mountain, but six years of choosing bravery.
Take a piece of winter’s stillness with you—let it speak to your soul every day.
Winter Breath Over Fremont Lake
Limited-Edition 12 x 18 Matte Print
Before sunrise, Fremont Lake becomes a place where the world seems to exhale. As I walked along the shoreline, the cold wrapped itself around me—sharp enough to bite, gentle enough to wake the soul. Steam curled from the lake’s surface, rising into the frozen air like a quiet hymn.
There’s a moment, right before the first light stretches over the horizon, when everything feels suspended. The rocks shimmer with frost. The shadows glow a deep, peaceful blue. And the mist drifts across the water with a tenderness that feels almost alive.
Standing there, I felt the warmth of gratitude settle in my chest. It’s impossible to watch the lake breathe without sensing God’s presence—subtle, steady, unmistakable. As the red of dawn finally broke through, it felt like hope itself stepped onto the water.
I captured the frame knowing that this stillness—the kind that only winter and God can create—was a gift I’d never forget.
Own the story behind the image and carry its quiet strength into your home.
Divine Stillness
Limited-Edition 12 x 18 Matte Print
The first snowfall has its own kind of magic, the kind that pulls you outside before you’ve fully woken up. That morning, the world felt newly painted—every branch dusted with delicate white, every breath turning into tiny clouds of prayer. I knew the frost wouldn’t last long, so I moved slowly but purposefully, letting the silence guide me.
The trail to the creek was wrapped in stillness. The scent of pine drifted on the wind, and the fog twisted over the water like it was dancing to a song only creation could hear. I stepped onto a moss-covered rock, feeling the weight of every hour I’d spent learning to wait—learning to trust that nature would reveal herself in her own time.
Then the light shifted. A soft blue glow settled across the trees, reflecting off the water with a gentleness that felt holy. It wasn’t just a scene—it was a moment God had carved out of an ordinary morning and turned into something sacred.
As I pressed the shutter, I knew I was capturing more than an image. I was gathering a reminder: stillness is a gift, and sometimes God hides His best stories in the quiet.
Let this print remind you to pause, breathe, and see God’s beauty in the ordinary.
