Snow. Who doesn’t love snow? Don’t answer that if you don’t love snow. I live in a place that only sees one or two snows a year. And I love snow. And so do my children. Who have been asking when it was going to snow since October, maybe? I lose track. A long time, anyway.
I don’t know why I love snow so much. The aftermath is never fun. Mud. Muck. Wet and cold.
I think it’s the anticipation. And then seeing it fall.
Beautiful. White. Clean. Fresh. Wholesome. Snow.
It just makes my heart happy. Then to wake up and see the ground and trees and everything covered in a beautiful white God-given blanket. It stirs me. And makes me feel alive. And remember that God is truly Good. And He is making all things New.
Now and forever. New. There is Hope.
Just like the snowfall covers the barren ground, God can come blanket your barrenness. My barrenness. He wants to. He wants to make you New. He is making me New. It’s a process. He is making.
And one day, one glorious day, He will make all things new again. I can’t wait for that day. I hold fast for that day. When all will be made new. Including me. Yes, there is Hope.
Revelation 21:5 The Message (MSG)
3-5 I heard a voice thunder from the Throne: “Look! Look! God has moved into the neighborhood, making his home with men and women! They’re his people, he’s their God. He’ll wipe every tear from their eyes. Death is gone for good—tears gone, crying gone, pain gone—all the first order of things gone.” The Enthroned continued, “Look! I’m making everything new. Write it all down—each word dependable and accurate.”