It’s Snowing!

He spreads the snow like wool and scatters the frost like ashes. (Psalm 147.16 NIV)

Having grown up in the northern US, I am accustomed to snow and not just a little bit. My memory takes me back to the times I walked to school with snow up to my hips. I fondly reminisce about drifts of snow as high as the roof of our house, climbing a ladder and sledding down far into the back yard.

Then there were the days Dad tied the toboggan on top of the car and took us to the ravine not far away where the slopes were long and exciting for all snow-lovers. I really think he was as much a kid as we were—maybe even more so!

This morning, I woke up earlier than usual. We were experiencing a winter storm with a mixture of rain, snow, sleet, and ice. As the wintry mix pounded against the window by my bed, I was reminded once again of the magnificence of our God and His incomparable artistry.

I had to get up…something new, something fresh, something marvelously unique was happening outside. I couldn't sleep knowing that millions and millions of unique snowflakes were being fitly joined together to form a blanket of pure white, hiding the mud and slush beneath. Imagine for just a moment, looking down from heaven on the earth once laced with grime and filth now covered with a pristine blanket of purity. What a picture! What an inspiration!

Psalm 51:7 comes to mind as I look out the window several hours later as snow is still blowing: "Cleanse me with hyssop, and I will be clean; wash me, and I will be whiter than snow."

What could be whiter than the fresh-fallen snow? The answer should be enough to jump start your day: The only thing whiter than fresh-fallen snow is a heart that is cleansed by the precious blood of the Lamb of God.

Have you been washed whiter than snow? If not, let's pray:

Prayer: Father, I confess that I need a Savior—my heart stands in need of cleansing so I, too, can be pure and white—whiter than the fresh driven snow. In Jesus' name, amen.