We had some snow fall yesterday. Not much, but just enough to make it once again look like winter; enough to make it look like God had taken a sifter full of icing sugar and dusted the world with it. So very pretty.
I love looking at snow and how it transforms the landscape. What was once so desolate and bare, now looks like lace. Branches that formed a barren landscape, now covered with snow, form intricate patterns of white lace. The dark green shapes of the evergreens now become a more muted powdered version. Together, they form a magical panorama.
Snow seems to soften things, and even some of the most harsh looking things, like chain link fences, become creatures of beauty.
Walking last night, I was struck by the wonder of it all. The snow hadn’t yet become dingy with grime and exhaust, and it lay with pristine whiteness upon the ground. The footprints didn’t seem to marr it, but instead added texture and depth to it. It cruched delicously beneath my feet.
It brought Isaiah 61:3 to my mind, “To console those who mourn in Zion, To give them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they may be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that He may be glorified.” (KNJV)
It reminded me of God’s grace, that He pours out so freely. Grace, that like the snow, falls from heaven, and covers those ugly, barren places and makes them places of stunning beauty. “We are justified freely by His grace through the redemption that is in Christ Jesus.” (Rom 3:24, NKJV)
My friends, I pray that you will allow God’s grace to fall freely upon your lives and that you will allow it to transform the landscape of your spirit, your heart and your mind. It won’t cost you anything but a bended knee and a willingness to submit to the change that only He can bring about.
“But by the grace of God I am what I am, and His grace toward me was not in vain” (I Cor 15:10)