Snow is falling on St. Paul tonight.
I had forgotten the entrancing magic of falling snow.
I had forgotten how the innumerable little flakes seem to whisper "shhhh" and quiet the world.
I had forgotten how the fresh blanket of white coaxes us all to slow down a little.
I had forgotten the way it sparkles.
"Come now, let us reason together, says the LORD: though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be white as snow..." Isaiah 1:18
Lord, thank you for snow - and for stirring praise in my heart with this display of your glory. Thank you for reminding me of the joy, the captivating beauty, the purity that Heaven bestows on the earth in the brief moments of a fresh snowfall. Above all, thank you for bestowing that same joy, beauty, and purity on me - a sinner. How good you are to me!
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