Since nearly October, I’ve been eagerly anticipating the first snow. I’ll admit, it’s a little difficult to drive in snow at times. What else isn’t there to love about snow? It’s quiet, soft, and beautiful beyond description. You can make snow angels, snow men, snowball fights out of it. There’s nothing quite like the feel of waking up one morning to a world transformed.
That’s what happened Sunday morning. Padding out through the dim, silent living room, I peered out the window to find a blue dawn. I couldn’t help but grab the camera and capture a few shots before the hubs woke up.
After setting the camera aside, I sat my chair next to the window with a biscuit and a cup of tea and savored the long, quiet moments before the day began.
Praise God that life’s finest pleasures are His free gifts! Who needs riches with such a morning as this? How amazingly good God is.
“Have you entered the storehouses of the snow, or have you seen the storehouses of the hail?” (Job 38:22)
Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change. (James 1:17)