Since I was a child, winter has been my favorite holiday. Something about the snow, Christmas, egg nog, etc… has always warmed my heart. Even now, I love the winter. During the first snow each year my brother and I will trek out in the car for hours just watching the snow fall, recognizing that grey-gold shimmer in the sky that only forms when the snow falls, watching as the light of the moon off the snow is almost enough to penetrate the darkness of night.
Over the past few years, it hasn’t really snowed. I mean I don’t expect 1997 every year, but I have been quite disappointed with “global warming’s” effect on my favorite precipitation and it’s duration on the ground. However, this year, things seem to be looking up. We’ve already seen some snow showers (at least twice), and though there hasn’t been any accumulation, there is certainly hope for a white Christmas this year, which makes me squirm to look out the window each morning.
I know some people hate snow and would rather be sipping out of an umbrella-laden glass on the beach than sipping egg nog breathing steam in a bath robe on the doorstep of a cold, wintry morning, but for me it has always been one of the most clear pictures of an intelligent and beautiful creator.
No two snowflakes are alike? Wow…God makes a brand new snowflake each time one falls from the sky. That’s a beautiful thought. God changes the color of the sky for snow. We see white, usually a symbol for peace and purity, fall from the sky like the manna for the Israelites. There’s hardly any denying how awesome the snow is, or how awesome our God is for making it for both His glory and our enjoyment.