I know I'm a little late in bringing it up, but this year we were blessed with our second white Christmas in a row. The secret, we've learned, is in going to where the snow is, rather than waiting for it to come to you in Oklahoma (which apparently would have worked last year, but not so much this time around). Thus, in the St. Louis area, we had the joy of spending Christmas Eve watching out the window as snow drifted to the earth. Christmas day, the world was blanketed in white. And the day after Christmas, as the sun peeked out, we were able to take our two tiny ones out to the snow for snow angels, sledding and snowballs. There may have been a little snow man at one point. Micaiah may have ripped off his head in search of a snowball.
While I wouldn't mind being stuck at home in a blizzard, I'm grateful for whatever snow I get to encounter these days. And when it stays around for a couple of days? What a blessing!
Thank you, Lord, for the glory of your creation this Christmas (and on into the New Year).
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