11/29/2025
Looking out my front door this morning to behold a world wrapped in white. Snow fell through the night and changed my plans for the day, yet somehow I cannot be upset when everything looks this soft and sacred. There is something about a quiet snowfall that feels like God whispering, “Slow down, child, I am here.”
Did you know that snow does far more than look pretty as it falls? Scientists will tell you that snow acts like an insulating blanket for the soil. It protects fragile roots from harsh temperature changes, stores water that slowly sinks into the earth in spring, and even releases nitrogen that nourishes new growth when the thaw comes. In other words, what looks like stillness on the surface is actually preparation for life. Winter is sometimes viewed as being dead but it’s actually God’s way of tucking the earth in and getting it ready to bloom again.
Every time I look out my windows and see the world covered in that hush of white, I cannot help but think about the covering God placed over my life too. He sent His only Son to shed His blood so that when God looks at His children, He does not see the mess we have made or the sins we have committed. He sees a forgiven daughter or son, washed clean, covered in grace, ready to grow again when the season changes.
What a gift that is, and oh, what a Savior.