Learning to live for HIS glory

Snowflakes dancing their way down from the sky send a special ray of hope into this heart of mine.  I guess you could say it all goes back to that one day . . . was it really 5 years ago now? Wow. Time does fly. In the midst of a season where joy was oh so difficult to see, filled with doctor's visits and no energy . . . I remember this like it was yesterday.  Walking out of the doctor's office one afternoon, after another session of blood work (blood I didn't feel like I could afford to lose), the first flakes of snow were beginning to fall.  And I didn't need energy to enjoy their beauty.  In that moment, my Lord whispered, I love you , and He used the snow. So I guess, for me . . . the snow is a reminder of God's love.  Why?  Oh, I could probably give you a lot of really great reasons, but it's all really quite simple . . . and profound.  He's a personal God, and one difficult day some simple snowflakes reminded me of His love.  I suspect t...

Earlier today, I froze my nose as I walked through the snowy fields with mom.  Now I sit encased in warmth, a mug of tea at my side and candles flickering on top of my bookshelf, searching for the words to share this beauty.  The beauty of snow over empty fields, death covered in purest white, my life exchanged for His . . . Do you see it?  This beauty that makes the world go ‘round?  It tugs at my heart, and burdens me somehow, I suppose because others need to see . . . and don’t. As I walked through the snow today, I marveled at its radiant whiteness.  Just days ago, the world looked dead (there was a stark beauty even in that, but it was not quite the same).  Now, although the temperatures have dropped, this freezing white stuff has added a wonderful encasement of brightness to our dead, dead world.  It covers the barren fields with shimmers and causes the empty branches to glisten in the sunlight. The beauty of it all captures my heart, but n...