I don’t know if we’ll have a fresh “white Christmas” or not, but having such a wonderful covering the weekend before leaves at least a few patches on the ground when Christmas Day arrives! For a snow-lover like me, this is a special treat from the Lord.
I guess snow changes the mood around here because it isn’t that common an occurrence. Even if it were, for someone like me, having grown up in middle Georgia, then living in Florida for more than 20 years – all the whil
e longing for real winters with real snow – it thrills me to watch the snow fall, and to see the blanket of white everywhere.
Sometimes I think God brings the snow just for me. One year, my father had been hospitalized several times, including one for open-heart surgery, and I was spent emotionally and physically (was also homeschooling both boys at the time). I wanted so much to go on vacation, but couldn’t because of the circumstances. It was Christmas, and I asked the Lord for snow. Though it wasn’t predicted, when I looked out the window on Christmas morning, there was a thin blanket of white on the ground – just not on paved surfaces. As the tears of joy and thanksgiving flowed, I sensed the Lord saying, “Happy birthday, Kay.” (Christmas also happens to be my birthday.) My Daddy loves me so much that He brought a snowfall to change the scenery for me when I couldn’t leave town, yet made it such that I could still minister to my earthly father by driving across town without slipping and sliding.
Do I really believe He would do something like that for me? Absolutely! He knew what I needed (a change of scenery and the perspective that comes with it) and what I wanted (because I asked). I’m His daughter, and He loves to lavish His love on me. You are no different! I look forward to hearing your special stories of how Daddy poured out His love on you.
Have a most wonderful Christmas, and be refreshed in His love and His presents (Presence)! Visit my other blog, the December 21 post, for a slightly different perspective on the snow.