A lot of people associate the winter with tragedy, or death, or end. It's cold, it's dark, the trees are bare, animals and humans hide away.
But I find that the best way to describe the silent cold of winter is with the word promise. The promise of Spring. The promise of tomorrow. The promise of a savior.

Genesis 28:15

I am with you and will watch over you wherever you go, and I will bring you back to this land. I will not leave you until I have done what I have promised you.

There you have it.