Memories and thoughts of snow...

Snow. There is something about soft, quiet falling snow. I remember as a kid being outside was such a time of solace. It was during those winter evenings when I would watch the snow fall and sparkle as I sat on the hill…in my place of solace. It was so quiet that you could actually hear the flakes hitting the already snow laden ground. I don’t have many fond memories of my childhood, but falling snow is one of them. There was something about its newness, its freshness…untouched, untainted…there was a peace about it that always caused me to sigh.

Falling snow allows me to stop and think of how it is with Christ. When you come to realize that when you truly give your life (which that is an entire discussion of it’s own…what the statement “give your life” really means) to HIM and He makes you new it is as though you are the falling snow on the hillside…fresh, new, shining, crisp….the softness of the noise of that presence causes one to stop and pause. The problem is, after years of bringing the world,s view of noise into our lives we often forget what that soft noise sounded like. We almost forget that it was that “noise”.that drew us to His feet daily in awe, wonder, praise and supplication. It was that soft “noise” that made others want that same fresh, crispness, beginning of LIFE.

Today, all I want to do is find a quiet hillside to sit and listen to the falling snow…to get away for the false noises around and be filled with the softness of His Noise...to hear HIS VOICE. So, in the midst of life…I will find my place of “falling snow” and praise HIM…in the midst of LIFE. In the midst of uncertainty that we face daily. In the midst of………

My falling snow today is my daughter’s voice as she praises God for every little thing she sees. It is like walking in the new fresh, crisp, sparkling evening snow…glistening in the moonlight.

Where will you find your silent snow fall today?