And they will say, 'This land that was desolate has become like the garden of Eden; and the waste and desolate and ruined towns are now inhabited and fortified.'"
The snow was falling so gently and quietly this morning during my morning walk. As I basked in the quiet time I thought about how snow is like grace.
The snow gently covers the ground, turning what is dead and brown into a gleaming white wonderland. When the snow begins to melt, it bring much needed moisture to the earth beneath it and because of this, life will spring forth from the grass and trees that have received it. That beauty, that life in nature blesses us all. If the ground is saturated and cannot take anymore, the water spills off and is received somewhere else. If the snow falls on concrete or pavement, something that is too hard and will not receive the moisture from it, the water drains off or evaporates to be sent again at another time or to another place.
Grace gently settles on us, laying a blanket of love over our sins. It makes our souls pure and gleaming white again when we accept it. As we accept His grace, we are nourished and renewed, new life springs forth in us and we are able to spread the blessings of grace to all those around us. If we reject the grace so freely given, it does not stop grace from coming. It will come again and again, in a new time and new place. I pray that our souls are ready now and will be ready every moment.
What a beautiful walk, thank you for sharing this picture of grace with me. You bless me and my life in so many ways, I cannot begin to count or list them. I pray that the snow will always remind me of grace and renewal. As we prepare for the journey through Holy Week, soften our hearts to receive what you have for each of us, I pray. Amen.