The first snow (well, the first real snow!) fell last night.
I love the way the world feels right before it snows…there’s a certain quiet, a sort of settling-in feeling that seems to come from above. The clouds grew thick and dark, and a warm wind blew in. Last night, as the sun made its early retirement, there was a pinkish cast to the snow clouds that hung low over us. I love that feeling of expectation, that quiet brooding that happens before the storm.
Then quietly, imperceptively, something changes. There is a release of some scientific weather function beyond my understanding, and the flakes begin to fall! I have read that bacteria may play some part in the formation of snow and rain. Bacteria! How amazing…what a God we have that created things so beautiful, so outwardly simple and yet so phenomenally complex. How little we understand how things work! The secrets to God’s creation are endless, inconceivable, amazing.
And every flake is different. Every Flake! And so beautiful…so fragile, so intricate, crystalline and delicate.
Before I take it for granted…before I grouse about shoveling the walk and buying replacements for outgrown snow boots and soggy mittens on the closet floor and drippy-wet trails on the living room carpet…I just want to pause a moment and appreciate.
Beautiful! How it stacks up on the telephone wires and outlines (black-white) every naked branch.
15 He sends his command to the earth;
his word runs swiftly.
16 He spreads the snow like wool
and scatters the frost like ashes.
17 He hurls down his hail like pebbles.
Who can withstand his icy blast?
18 He sends his word and melts them;
he stirs up his breezes, and the waters flow.