We woke up this morning to more snow.
That statement alone probably clued you in as to how I was feeling about it. This is March and it can be a hard month for me since I know that down in my sunny California the almond trees are blossoming, birds are twittering, and sandals have emerged from the closets.
Somewhere in the southern part of the United States I know there is a woman planting peas while I sit here watching snowflakes fall.
My dampened spirits wanted so badly to complain, but the moment the words were out of my mouth, I regretted them. How does God feel when I complain about the beauty He has sent me?
So many times I have missed the blessing He has given me because I was looking for something else.
This selfish heart of mine wants what I want when I want it, not what God sees as needful for me and on His timetable.
Besides, I knew that somewhere there was life. I just needed to find it.
So with camera in hand, I decided to go find life in my little frozen mountainside.
God showed me another glimpse of His greatness, for underneath the ice and snow that covered the creek, there was life.
May the Life that flows through me melt the frosty layer of selfishness so that I can see His glory in the beauty He sends my way.