For the last couple days it has been snowing on and off. This morning I woke up to a lovely white world. Not that it was not white before… we have had snow since the end of December. But the snow had turned to ice, not powdery, and more various shades of grey than pure white.
Am not too much a fan of winter. I really do prefer sunshine… I love the sea… but I have to admit… a beautiful serene white world with beautiful blue skies is very pretty indeed.
I looked up a few quotes, wondering what other people make of snow. These are 2 of the most beautiful ones I read:
‘There’s just something beautiful about walking in snow that nobody else has walked on. It makes you believe you’re special’
‘Snowflakes are one of nature’s most fragile things, but just look what they can do when they stick together’
The Bible is also talking about snow.. it’s not so easy to imagine snow in Israel, although it can be cold in the mountains there (never been, on the bucket list.. but have been told) Yet is the perfect analogy. ‘though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow” (Isa. 1:18)’
We can be white as snow… through the grace of God. His blood will cover our sins… He will wipe them out. We do have to accept it, but it’s a free gift.
Much like snow… a reminder of His grace…
Maybe I do love snow more than I think!
What about you?
Why is it that the week can last so long, but yet the weekend just flies by? Tomorrow it’s Monday again… another week starting… my year in America is also just flying by. I am looking forward to my brother visiting next week… and then it’s on the countdown stretch to May.
What is it about time?
My uncle passed away a week ago… the time able to spend with him on this Earth is now in the past. It’s sad that so much time has been wasted without a lot of contact, although I treasure the time spend. It’s not wasted. I have been privileged to reconnect with my uncles family, son and grandkids… more time well spent.
My dad is the last one still of his family. Time has passed by, and although I hope much time is still left…it’s flying by. Time spend is to be treasured.
My daughter passed her Masters degree. Time well spend, but that period is now also past.
What will the future hold? I don’t know what time we still have on this Earth. I do know Who holds the future. And even though I have no control over time..I can’t speed it up or slow it down… I am looking forward to that day when time is of no essence anymore… eternity is not measured in time.
Life has a habit of throwing curveballs… my daughter Melody put a previous post up on the same topic… seems a family theme!
Maybe it’s just acknowledgement that no matter how much you want to plan out your life, and need the security to know what’s happening next… it just does not happen that way.
These last couple days I have had the pleasure to spend time with my dads older brother in Tennessee. The weather was lovely, the surroundings are beautiful and are beating snowy Minnesota. It’s been just him and me… chatting about everything and nothing. Looking through pictures, me watching him take a nap while I am crocheting… time we have never taken before… well, I have never taken before. A blessing.
And yet I know this will most likely be the last opportunity. Besides that my year in America is rapidly coming to and end, he is also of age and battling cancer. The curveball I was talking about.
Just when you think you have it worked out, and given family relationships it’s place.. it’s really the last time…
I am not complaining. I am blessed beyond measure… looking at my uncle I realise I am also blessed with a wider family who can put family history in perspective.
Above all, it puts time in perspective. No matter how much of it or how little of it we have. Use it wisely!
Time spend should never be wasted!!
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The first couple lines of a Christmas poem, which was played on the radio by one of the houses we went to have a look at… Christmas lights… a joy to go watch what other people do to decorate their houses… it was even synchronised to music which you could hear if you tuned in through the radio. Most houses were decorated to raise money for a good cause. One house stood out though.. their website said that their aim was to tell people about the good news of Christmas… a Saviour born, to restore the relationship between God and man.
Our favourite area was a neighbourhood in Plymouth, MN. The houses were beautiful even without the lights… but with the lights it was just magical… that’s what I really do love about Christmas… the cosy atmosphere these little twinkling lights bring to an area…
Are you a little twinkling light bringing good cheer to men? Or is this time of the year one of sadness and loneliness? Whatever it is, I hope you will find some comfort in the lights all around you, passing it on to others… knowing that The Light came to save us all.
Merry Christmas to all!
Everyone probably knows the feeling…. suspense, nervous, excited, with anticipation…. something has been worth waiting for and is drawing near..
That is what I feel.. I have not been home in the UK since May this year, and in only 6 days I will be going home to visit. Am excited to see those things I hold dear, spend time with my family that I miss. Making new memories along the way.
Am also a little nervous. Will my cats remember me? Will my home still feel like my home? Will I be ok to leave again after the holidays?
Having been travelling between the US and the UK extensively, I have truly had the best of both worlds…when in the UK I miss the US and vice versa. And yet… the UK is my home. Or is it?
What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for the Christmas period to end so all can get back to normal? Are you looking forward to spending Christmas with loved ones? Are you eagerly anticipating the presents you will receive? You are not alone….
Know that your biggest gift is freely given. And all you need to do is to accept it. Christmas is a reminder of Gods love for us, and He is waiting eagerly for you to be with Him.
Maybe that is what waiting is about? Anticipation to be reconnected?