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February 02, 2010

The Snowfall

Dear Sisters:

Have you every really thought about snow? The whole concept of the rain cycle, God's plan to keep the earth replenished with water, is quite an incredible plan. And so the rains fall, joining the earth and then evaporates back into the air to begin this miraculous cycle all over again. Then God decides to add a little spice and flair to our lives and chooses to turn the rain to snow. Only our God with his creative mind could create this concept of snow, choosing to add variety to an already spectacular miracle. His creative side shines through when we look at snow and suddenly we see a side of His character revealed. Now we see a personality from his snow show that displays a fun side of God who is pure, cool, and fun. Then, to top off the spectacle he decides to make every snowflake different. It's not enough to go the easy route with all the snowflake patterns taking on the exact same shapes. Every snowflake has a different pattern - isn't that just like God's beautiful and artistic character. He makes different textures of snow. Fluffy and dry, great for sledding. Wet and sticky snow makes for terrific snow men.

With the sky darkening and serving as a backdrop, the snow is falling like showers of white light in the late afternoon. My daughter, Kendall and I had to play in the late afternoon snow shower. I told her earlier that I loved to hear the sound of tires on a gravel road. She said she loved to hear the sound of snow crunching under her shoes. When we walked out into the late afternoon pouring snow, she said, "Mom, listen." And we both stood very still. Then, she took several crunchy steps so we could celebrate one of the sounds she loves, snow crunches.

I am sitting at His feet this evening. I stopped my busy Martha mode and told myself that it doesn't snow that often and I need to embrace the beauty. As the snow falls, I sit in my living room chair and bask in his presence. I glory at his personality and I praise him for the incredible awesome God he is. He is so many things to me and in this moment he is beauty and peace. He sprinkles my life with joy like no other. I hear Him say, my child," I'm tossing around white confetti for you to celebrate this the day that I have made for you." He dazzles me daily and today it is ironically a warm blanket of snow that stops me in my tracks and warms my heart. It's a display of love that causes me to catch my breath and say, "Wow!"

The moon will soon rest at the heart of this glorious display. I can tuck myself in and know that the glory of the Lord shines round about me on this evening of peace. I keep watching until I can't see the flakes fall anymore. And in the still of the night I know there are heavenly storehouses ladened with snow because God mentions this specifically to Job. In Job 38:22 God asks Job, "Have you every gone into the storehouse of the snow? And in a tiny piece of the universe, in my own backyard, a storehouse door was opened slightly. In our corner of the world, we were showered with the presence and personality of God and we took time to soak up the joy of who he is. He speaks softly tonight. Through the snow he comes quietly and tenderly. In a world that is fast and loud I am grateful for a God who comes gently in the night. In unexpected moments He shows up and shows off. I love that about my Daddy.