When I woke this morning and walked to the back door to let the dogs out, I was greeted with pouring rain. Oh, great. More mud. As I sat sipping coffee I happened to look out the lone window in this room. It was snowing. Big fat flakes of snow were falling from the overcast sky! Suddenly my gloomy mood lifted as If I had never seen snow before!
Can you see the snow falling? I stood outside, snapping pictures. We do not need snow or rain, as you can clearly see that this garden is flooded. Look at all the day lilies and tiger lilies that are struggling up and out of their winter prison of soil. Do you see the little bunch of daffodils standing tall, searching for some warmth from the sun?
My trees are budding and the snow is sticking to the tiny buds and the gravel in the parking area. And there I am, unseen behind the camera, gawking like a small child in delight. Well, I hope no one sees me, as I am in my pj's. It so quiet and still that I can feel the presence of God and just for a split second, I feel wrapped in His love. A second is long enough, having created a memory of the feeling.
Empty pews in all the churches today, and yet here I am standing in the midst of the biggest church there is, all alone, but not.
There is nothing that comes close to the beauty of nature. The snowfall is getting lighter now. Almost like it was just for my benefit. The ground is covered in a nice blanket that will no doubt be gone before night time. If that was just for me, I will take it!!