I’ll be honest.
No one was looking forward to the chance of snow showers more than I.
Since I was born in the desert I look forward to the white world, even though it doesn’t happen every year.
Yet, I wonder if I’d be as enthusiastic if I’d grown up where it snows by the foot instead of the inch.
Would my child like thrill be absent if we were dealing with broken water pipes and frozen electrical?
Probably.
-Sigh-
How fickle are my emotions.
True beauty is always around me in God’s creation, yet how often do I pass it by?
How quick am I to notice the blessings around me instead of focusing on the trials?
So, as I enjoy the winter beauty I’m praying.
Because I want to be joyful at the turning of every season, yet I never want to be forgetful of those blessings which can so often be taken for granted.
So, I’m going to get a hot cup of tea, a plate of biscuits, and my Bible by the fire.
I’m so thankful for the winter beauty.
I’m so grateful for God’s provision.
May He bless and encourage you this day.
patientlyhopeful 