You don’t really expect snow in February as in December when it was about Christmas. It made the sense of Holiday to be holy and jolly. You also don’t expect snow in February as in January, when it makes you feel hopeful and excited.
Snow in February, makes me feel a different person. It brought a deeper feeling and sense about God. Feel His everlasting love. His presence. The eternity of His being. The longevity of His promises.
I’ve grumbled, complained, on how He raised me but finally surrender when it didn’t make sense at all. I can see how I grow and evolve in grace. It’s painful, especially when it comes to the growth spurt, the time God taught so many lessons at a time. It’s delightful, when it ends. I’m able to see myself, the people around me and the world in different perspective.
“The Lord God has given me the tongue of the learned, that I should know how to speak a word in season to him who is weary. He awakens me morning by morning; He awakens my ear to hear as the learned” (Isaiah 50:4).
The snow outside my window, white and pure, still softly pour out to the dirty land. It reminds of the abundant of love and grace given to every each one of us. It makes me feel undeserved yet accepted.
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