A couple days ago we received our first snowfall here in northeastern Hungary. There is always something so exciting about the first snow—the air is a little crisper and everything is covered in white. It’s beautiful. I have never been a big fan of winter because I don’t like the cold, but, for some reason, I have always loved snow.
Snow is always fresh. Its loveliness covers the world in a clean white blanket as if to say, ‘Take a rest. When I leave you in a few months you’ll be ready to once again grow and give of yourself. Until then though, take a break, I’ve gotcha covered.’
Not only does snow refresh the earth, but every bit of it is unique. The fact that no two snowflakes are exactly the same has always amazed me because there are just so many snowflakes! Eskimos have over 100 words for snow because there are so many different types—what a great way to recognize the uniqueness of creation! Something as small as a snowflake shows the greatness of creation because it reminds us that everything is special. Really, no two things are exactly alike.
Often times I find myself look out the window and admiring the beauty of a snowy day. Even when there is a storm and the world has to shut down for a while, I appreciate the glimmering white falling from the sky, forcing us to bundle up in our homes and take a break from our busy lives.
What an awesome force snow is.