It’s beautiful. The snow falling gently outside-it’s beautiful. It is also a force to be reckoned with. The snow has consistently been falling for 7-8 hours now. The falling gentle and elegant but also quite potent. A fierce determination in a continuous direction has a powerful impact as it accumulates. I love how the Lord teaches through the world He created.
While pondering the snow and its glory, I also thought about how in a few aspects of my life I might categorize them as being frigidly restricted. Life is hard. We live in a fallen world in which a real adversary seeks to steal, kill, and destroy. Sometimes it is just the reality of life that causes the difficulty, and sometimes it is the war we wage that is not against flesh and blood.
Then in the midst of all of that, the Lord brought a couple moments today that could be categorized as nothing but pure hope. They were like the crocus, which can break through the ground and bloom even while snow continues to cover the ground.
And that tells me, spring may very well be closer than I realize.
“Behold, I will do something new, now it will spring forth; will you not be aware of it? I will even make a roadway in the wilderness, rivers in the desert.” Isaiah 43:19
