It is snowing this morning.
Snow is the perfect natural phenomenon. (Disregard if you live snow
prone areas) It is rare. It has no ecological function or
significance. It serves no natural
purpose. It is rain, turned pure white
solid. It quietens the world and drives
us indoors, under covers and near fireplaces.
Can you imagine sitting in a vacuum and conceiving of snow? I imagine God’s roll out of snow in heaven
and the younger angels tumbling around in it with joy, while the older ones
stoked the home fires and made the hot chocolate…and all relished its debut on
earth.
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