Monday, January 10, 2011
Yesterday we had the first snow of the season. It wasn't a lot--a light powder sugar dusting. Just enough for determined children to scrape enough off cars to make a passable snowball.
It started during church on sunday. I sit on the back pew with my husband. We usually leave the church door open during service, and while he was leading the congregation in the final verse of Holy, Holy, Holy I glanced over and saw the snow. Acapella holy holy, holy while the snow is falling.
Today the weathermen said it wouldn't snow. But I am sitting here at work, blinds raised, watching as yet another powder sugar dusting falls. They were wrong, and I am glad.
Snow amazes me. It is so peaceful, so tranquil, so beautiful. How could God be so creative? What made Him decide to make something so beautiful? Something so different from anything else He created?