The snow that fell last night wrapped the world in a thick blanket. Branches bow to earth under the weight of it. Standing outside, I miss the normal morning sounds–birds; passing cars; children waiting for the school bus. All are asleep under the hush of white.
I watch my breath drift through the air and treasure this moment of quiet. The God of quiet streams and green pastures is just as much the God of snow. With the unexpected gift of a snow day, he “makes me lie down;” he leads me where it is still; “he restores my soul.”
Even as I pray for those who have to venture out today, for safety on the roads, for a warm place for the homeless – I thank the Lord for this gift of quiet and pledge not to overlook it, but receive its peace.
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“The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not want; he makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters; he restores my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.” (Psalm 23:1-3)