Snow. He came through.

Just when I thought I was giving out... and my faith was dying down, He came through. It's one thing to hope, or trust, or know, or believe that God will come through. And it's another to see it. And in the sweetest way. I have had a fettish lately with snow. Looking at snow scenes in ornaments. Watching movies with vintage snow scenes. Thinking about its purity and timelessness. And tonight--in Arknasas-- God let those little light and puffy snowflakes fall right before my eyes and right into my world.

The reality of its coldness as it touched my nose along with its gentle force as it hit my windshield as I drove was a tangible agreement that God is here. It doesn't always happen by things you can see and touch, but praise God, it did tonight. I was needing some of that. Sometimes it's faith and sometime's it's trials but sometimes you just get to sit back and be taken care of. The snow was like a little security blanket just wrapped right around me and is continuing to bring me security even as a type out these musings while it falls outside my window.

Thank you God for newness. Thank you God for perfect timing. You know just when to show up and just when to come save the day before we break. Thank you God for purity, without spot or blemish. Thank you God for whiteness. It represents so much refreshment that visibly and tangibly wipes a clean slate in life. Let that snow keep falling outside my window and let it keeping thawing my heart right to the very middle.