Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Oh great! Snow.

Oh great! Snow. That means I have to leave more time for myself so that I can shovel out. Driving will be worse. I have to find more time to shovel later. I don't need this extra hassle. Snow! Lovely.

As I was going back up to my home, I realized it would be better to let Baxter out now. I decided not to put a leash on him. I thought he would do his duty and run back in. How wrong I was.

Baxter saw the opportunity not to be quick but to play, rejoice and sprint in the snow. He ran back and forth as I got more frustrated. I yelled at Baxter,"I have to go Baxter. I don't have time for this. I have a busy day." I hoped he would understand but he disregarded my pleadings.

I was going out back to pick him up so that I could carry him back into the house. Right before I got there I saw it. One of the most beautiful sights. A cardinal. A deep red male cardinal sitting in a cedar tree surrounded by snow. Suddenly, it was if God opened my eyes to all the beauty around me. God was covering my backyard and this whole area with His glory, with His snow.

Now, I saw the snow coating the holly bush sprinkled with red berries. Now, I saw the snowflakes floating softly in the air gently landing on the ground. Now, I saw what Baxter saw. God's glory revealed all around me. This was not a time to get frustrated. This was a time to rejoice and play with God's gift.

David put it this way in Psalm 19:1, "The heavens are telling the glory of God, and their expanse is declaring the work of His hands." God's glory revealed in the snow. The snow is there for us to have our eyes opened to God's work. It's not frustrating. It's wonderful. It's glorifying.

Snow! Yes!


  1. Oh, How I agree! God's beauty in our world is Glorious in so many ways. I saw a red cardnil eat communion bread in the snow and knew God provides.

  2. So true, and beautifully written. It makes me take pause while faced with a deadline of my own. "Now, I saw what Baxter saw." Wow! And what God created.

  3. I can really relate to this story, as I have a 14-week-old puppy who loves the snow. I've never been much of a cold-weather person but, through the eyes of a dog, I've delighted in seeing God's glorious, snow-covered canvas. And His presence abounds in the stillness of the splendor. :)