Well it’s been a bit since I’ve been able to ride sadly. Between temperatures in the single digits, a nasty cold, and now snow here in the South, it hasn’t really been a good option. I’ve been guilty of wanting this cold weather to just go away but I must admit as I sit here watching the snow fall, I’m once again reminded that it’s all in His timing. Although I would love to be riding, the lightly falling snow is so peaceful looking. It looks soft and pure, gentle and delicate, yet majestic as it sticks to the tree branches. It has an elegant beauty like nothing else when it’s freshly fallen. I can’t help but feel relaxed watching it come down.
They say there are no 2 snowflakes exactly the same, just as there are no 2 people exactly the same. It makes me think of other ways that people and snow are similar. Sounds kind of odd as I write it but it’s true. We start out as babies like the snowflakes. We’re all different and we’re beautiful to those who simply watch us.
As we get older, we develop into more complex people and may become less “attractive ” to others based on our individuality. We can still be beautiful people on the inside, but it’s all about how others perceive us. Life can throw us things that may harden us or make us seem “rough “. The snow is the same really. It’s beautiful when it’s falling and new, but then over time it can become dirty and not so majestic looking. Life happens and things change the snow just like it changes us. The difference is that the snow has no choice what happens to it or how it reacts. We do have choices, and we choose how we will react to what life throws us.
We can choose to continue to try to be beautiful and unique like freshly fallen snow, or we can allow things to make us not so attractive like dirty snow. I’m not talking about our outward appearance so much as who we are on the inside. We can be productive like snow used to make snow cream or sugar on snow, or we can be all washed up like the snow that’s flung on the side of the road as trucks and cars pass by.
I want to allow Him to make me more like freshly fallen snow, but only with His help is this possible. It reminds me of the lyrics to a song I’ve heard so many times;
Cause Jesus paid it all
All to him I owe
Sin had left a crimson stain, he washed it white as snow.
Thank you Lord for sending the beautiful snow, to make me slow down and refocus even without being able to ride.
Ramblings of a Christian Grandma Biker 